Chapter 374 – Lost Light
"How long has it been?" Tristan asked, his eyes staring down through the windows of the room.
All was painted in black, with minimal furniture.
His question was left unanswered, despite being heard by Saul and Uncle Azad.
Tristan was not discouraged.
"Since the death of Maryam, Zaki barely spoke with us." He continued, his voice anguished, "At the beginning he was still keeping news with us. But now…"
He laughed humorlessly, his right hand balling into itself tightly, "…now he no longer even bothers to act like he cares about us."
"You cannot blame him." Azad said, voice low, "he must be feeling lost and guilty for what happened with Maryam."
"But it's not his fault!" Tristan growled, then turned to face Azad, angry veins slithering on his forehead,
"We all know it's not him! We all know that it was the Order Draco that made him kill our companion! We fucking know that!"
