Chapter 48 - Sanctuary (2)

"Are you looking at that again?" Irina said, blowing out cigarette smoke.

She roughly pushed aside a corpse rolling at her feet and approached Ena, who was sitting on a rock reading a letter. Ena cleanly ignored her and smiled faintly.

She was pleased with the sentence written in the last line of the letter Acel had sent.

[I miss you, Master.]

"Ugh, so cringy," Irina muttered, resting her chin on Ena's shoulder.

Ena firmly pushed her face away.

"Get lost. You smell like cigarettes."

"Cigarette smell or whatever. You're seriously ill at this point. How many times a day do you read that letter? If Acel saw you like this now, he'd be so disgusted he'd run away."

"Acel wouldn't do that."

"What do you know?"...