「忠実」 ;; If Simon’s barely-hidden reaction was of any indication…indeed, he HAD, in the past, but he had no desire to speak of such things. His experiences were unimportant in the grand scheme of things – he could see the truth behind the question. Nahyuta Sahdmadhi was asking him for help.
“ …Perhaps. ” The smiling face of Athena Cykes flashed into his mind’s eye.
The Funeral Prosecutor
Nahyuta stared to the monochrome prosecutor. He was in deep thought, the monk wondred to himself. He can see it. He was told his name was cleared from the charges of murder after seven years. He can feel they have something in common as he remembered Ms. Cykes in that last trial. As he, on the other hand, his aunt caught him in her web, commanding him what he has to do in order to protect his family. His father might be thinking: his own son betrayed him, his people, and his mantra…
❝…………. I see… It’s a complicated situation to think about it, Panda. Protecting them is our only choice, but it only brings them pain. … Are you and Ms. Cykes very close to each other?❞