Chapter Sixty-Three

Flavius follows behind me, "Don't you think you were a little harsh?"

    Flavius had such a wonderful mother he could not possibly understand the resentment I hold towards my own.

    “My mother blamed me for Fafnir's death. She has never been a real mother to me. I could care less what happens to her. The last thing I need is people like her weighing me down," I respond heatedly.

    If my mother had not lived such a cowardly life then I never would have suffered as I have. I used to think that upon the deaths of my parents I would be sorrowful but instead I find a deep emptiness within my soul. My heart is so empty for them that I almost feel sick.

    "Now enough of this, we must find Sunniva," I say, pretending to act cheerful.

    "Why do we need to find Sunniva?" Flavius questions with his brows furrowed in confusion.

    "She is the high