Book 14: Chapter 33
Elizabeth pressed Vyvyan onto the bed then sighed. Elizabeth called a maid outside to bring a pot of tea. She poured a cup and handed it to Vyvyan. Vyvyan indifferently took the cup. Elizabeth slapped her across the face. Vyvyan revealed an expression of one just waking from a dream. She blankly looked at Elizabeth as her tears coursed down her face.
Elizabeth let out a heavy sigh and said, “What exactly happened? Why are you in this state? Where’s my son? What exactly happened to my son?!! I have to take his corpse even if he’s dead. He’s my son. I will never let go of him.”
Vyvyan looked at Elizabeth. She gripped the corners of her dress tightly and weakly replied, “It’s all over… It’s all over… It’s all over… My son… is gone… He left… He’s gone…”
Elizabeth leapt to her feet and grabbed Vyvyan’s hand. She exclaimed, “Where’d he go? Where can he go in his current state?! Shouldn’t he be extremely weak right now?! Where can he go?! Where else can he go?! Where did you send him?!”
“It wasn’t me. It was he himself…”
Hopeless, Vyvyan closed her eyes. Her tears seeped out uncontrollably. She hugged Elizabeth tightly. She buried her head in Elizabeth’s abdomen and wailed. The steam from the hot tea by the side blew sideways. Elizabeth was stupefied. Elizabeth’s mind was a muddle to begin with. With Vyvyan hugging her, Elizabeth ended up at a total loss for what to do but hug Vyvyan back and give her gentle pats on her back.
“I failed… I failed… I can’t save my son… I can’t help him! What sort of mom am I when I can’t even save my son…? All I could do was watch my son leave right before my eyes. What sort of mom am I?!” Vyvyan hugged Elizabeth and wailed. She got her tears, snot and blood on Elizabeth’s chest.
Elizabeth could only hold Vyvyan in her arms and ask, “Where exactly has he gone, then? Tell me, Vyvyan. Where exactly has my son gone after leaving this place? Tell me the whole story from beginning to end. What exactly happened here? I don’t even know if my son is dead or alive right now!!”
Vyvyan sobbed: “He’s alive, but he’s going to die soon. I’m helpless… I really can’t do anything…. My son can’t live without sucking blood… He’s not willing to… He’s not willing to… He’s not willing to use that method… I really can’t do anything…. I’ve done all that I can. I’ve even tried to use all the mana in Duargana to sustain his mana requirements… But he won’t accept it… I can’t help him….”