Chapter 515

Conall Nightcrag stared at the retreating backs of his parents, despair slowly drowning his eyes like an approaching storm.

"Ruby didn't mean to... I swear," he murmured to himself.

His legs gave out, and he slumped onto the cold iron bench, arms limp at his sides, eyes clouded with disorientation. Even now, he couldn't understand how everything had spiraled this far out of control.

He had always