"Mistress, you don't need to think too deeply about it. It's better to simply follow your heart. At the very least, give him a chance to approach you."
Elric recalled the look in Caelis's eyes the first time he saw the man face to face. If he wasn't mistaken, that was the gaze of someone who had recognized his fated mate.
Once a beast acknowledged its destined mate, it would never harm that person—no matter what sins they had committed.
If Lina truly was Caelis's fated mate, then he would never kill her, even after learning her true identity.
But…
What if he was wrong?
After all, that kind of gaze only appeared once—the moment a beast first gave his heart to his mate. He might have seen it wrongly.
"Although I cannot guarantee it," Elric continued, his tone quieter, "if he truly loves you, he will not hate you even if he discovers that you are the White Calamity. At the very least… he would not kill you."
