Chapter 87 – Weakness is a sin [4]
"Ah, fucking shit, what the fuck is this?" Inara cursed as she immediately backed away from the disgusting monsters writhing on the ground.
They were leeches—small, worm-like creatures with segmented bodies.
Their color was green… just like her blood.
Which made sense, she supposed. They were created from her own blood, after all.
But Inara hadn't expected such revolting things to be the result.
She sighed, keeping her distance, arms crossed, nose wrinkled in visible disgust.
She hated this.
Yet despite her feelings, she could feel it—some kind of link, a faint but undeniable connection between her and those creatures.
It was like—
"I'm their mother…"
"Fuck!" Inara cursed again, more disturbed than before.
No matter what had happened to her in life, never forget—she was a princess. Treated as such. Raised with affection and doted on by her mother.
