He knew how cruel people could be, especially human nobles. But vampires… vampire nobles…
If there is someone worse than human nobles, then it's vampire nobles.
Mavis couldn't stop the tears from falling. After Sylene finished telling his story, he grabbed the boy's hands tightly.
"I'll protect you, don't you worry. I won't tell anyone. I don't even know how I'll protect you from those vampires—"
"...I'm just a lowly hybrid—but you have to know this: I will always choose you. You're my little brother."
Sylene let out a soft laugh. Deep down, he didn't know how to describe the feeling—when someone cared for him so deeply they wept for him. It felt like he was finally visible, like he existed for someone beyond his pain. That what he'd been through wasn't ignored.
"If I ever had a mother, I bet this is how it would feel… to be loved by one." Sylene laughed.
