Fortunately, no guards were nearby and we made no noise.
When Sylvia attacked me again, I locked her in my arms to prevent her from running away.
Then I repeatedly called out her name like I had done the last time.
After a while, she finally snapped back to her senses.
She looked at me with puzzlement. After a long pause, she asked, “Did I lose control just now?”
“Did you feel different?” I asked nervously.
She nodded with a bewildered expression. “Yes, I did. Has this happened to me before? Because this feeling of losing control is quite familiar to me this time.”
After hesitating for a while, I disclosed to Sylvia how she had almost killed Richard in the forbidden forest when she had lost control before.
Noreen had been frequently appearing by Sylvia’s side, which made me increasingly suspicious and worried.
I was afraid that Sylvia really had some connection the black witch race.
I couldn’t keep this issue buried anymore, so I had to bring it up with her.
Sylvia’s face fell and she looked down. “Why didn’t you tell me this earlier?”
“I thought it was just a coincidence. And I didn’t want to worry you before I had got some clarity on this matter,” I explained.
Sylvia met my eyes and freed herself from my arms. She looked very distressed. Her silence was making me panic.
I wanted to explain my actions further, but she spoke first.
“Have you suspected for long that I have a relationship with Noreen?”
Her dismal tone made me pause for a second before I finally nodded.
She didn’t say anything else. She looked down again. Her thick eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyes, shielding her emotions from me. She fidgeted with the buttons on her dress and seemed reluctant to talk to me.
I felt a twinge of uneasiness, as if I had done something wrong. I grasped her hand, wanting her to give me some response.
“Sylvia, I don’t care who you are. All I know is that you’re my mate. And that will never change. I just wanted to uncover the truth before I told you everything.” After saying that, I stared at the hair on top of her head, feeling a little sad. “Sylvia, say something.”
She raised her head and gave me a fleeting look. Then she held my hand back and said, “I don’t know what to say.”
I knew she was still mad at me for hiding all of this from her. I knew I was in the wrong, so I kept my mouth shut. After a long pause, I said, “I am really sorry. I won’t do it again.”
Unexpectedly, Sylvia burst into laughter and her face lit up. She raised her chin and innocently said, “I’m not angry with you.”
“But you didn’t say anything…” I felt a little wronged. Sylvia tricked me on purpose.
She gave me another cheeky smile. Falling into my arms, she stared at the night sky silently.
Holding her snugly, I thought for a while and asked, “Why has Noreen been bothering you so much? Did she tell you anything?”
“I don’t know. Maybe she’s bored,” Sylvia replied offhandedly.
“Then…”
I wanted to ask more questions, but she interrupted me.
“I’m exhausted, Rufus. Let’s go back and get some rest. Dawn is almost here. Let’s catch a few hours’ sleep before coming back for Leonard’s funeral.”
Sylvia acted like a spoiled child. She looked the same, but I felt like something was off about her. I could sense that she was hiding something from me.
“Rufus, let’s go back,” she urged again and left by herself.
Still a little worried, I stared at her receding figure and hurried to follow her.
Sylvia’s POV
When we returned to our living quarters, I didn’t get a wink of sleep. Rufus however, soon drifted into dreamland. His face was lined with exhaustion. Too many incidents had taken place in the past few days, and he probably hadn’t got a chance to rest properly.
I kissed his forehead lovingly and muttered his name, but he didn’t stir.
He changed his position, but continued sleeping.
It looked like he was in a deep sleep.
I carefully unwrapped his arm from around my waist and quietly got out of bed to sit in the living room.
Dawn had already arrived. In three or four hours, Leonard would be buried.
I touched the pendant on my neck, while Noreen’s words kept running on a loop in my mind.
I was doomed to be ominous. All my loved ones were destined to leave me. I was the reason for Rufus’ curse on his back, and it was incurable.
As I considered this, I couldn’t draw in a full breath. I slumped back heavily into the sofa, a sense of powerlessness overwhelming me.
What should I do? Who could help me?
I buried my face in my hands and shut my eyes. Tears streamed down my face again. My father had passed away. I couldn’t accept that Rufus would also die one day because of me. If one of us had to die, I would happily sacrifice myself for him.
“Sylvia, don’t listen to Noreen’s nonsense. There must be another way out of this. You are still pregnant. You need to be more positive. I think Noreen has done all these things just to break you down, so she could finally control you. Rufus’ curse doesn’t seem incurable,” Yana comforted me.
I didn’t say anything. I just stared at the two-inch long black card in my hand, which was engraved with golden runes. Noreen had thrust it into my hand before she left. She had also told me that if I ever needed her help, I could summon her by crumbling this card.
I pondered over this for a while before putting the card away. Seeing that it was almost time for us to leave, I returned to the bed and waited for Rufus to wake up and go to the funeral with me.
Day was breaking and the sky had lightened already. Rufus and I both changed into black outfits and got ready to go to the memorial service.
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