Chapter 339: River of Blood, Mountain of Screams (2)
The first emotion Keter felt upon seeing Akrah’s face was curiosity.
She looks exactly like what I imagined.
She had refined features, deep eyes that seemed to have a long story behind them, and an air that felt pure and gentle, yet carried deep maternal warmth.
Before Keter could finish observing her, Akrah opened her mouth.
“Keter,” she said. “It is late... but at last, I can see you.”
Her voice held a mixture of emotions—longing, regret, joy. She cautiously reached out a hand, yet did not step closer, as if afraid he might reject her.
Keter studied her for a moment before asking, “Are you the one who gave birth to me?”
Akrah answered with a small nod.
Keter strode toward her first, then spoke with a sharp edge in his voice. “You took your time showing up.”
No kindnesscould come from Keter. Akrah looked at Keter with sorrowful eyes, as if she understood why he felt that way.
“I had no choice. As you have likely guessed, I am not human.”
“Personal matters later. Explain the situation first, starting with where we are.”