Yasmin said in a soft and pleading tone to her brother, "Please, Enrick, trust me. If I knew what that Red Pill was, I would have never taken it. If I knew what father had done, I…."
She coughed up blood again, all her accumulated injuries now coming back all at once, which she had been suppressing, and the sword piercing her stomach was hurting the most.
With her bloody, trembling hands, she reached out, grabbing Enrick's face. She bit her lip for a moment and said in a resolute tone, with the last of her strength, "Enrick, I promise you. If what you say is really the truth…."
"I promise this in the name of my Deceased mother. I will not forgive our father. The day I am strong enough, I will kill him. NO, we will kill him together. Trust me…."
Enrick cut her off, "I know, and I trust you as well."
