「忠実」 ;; Simon took his time when considering a response – knowing very well the sort of pain Nahyuta was going through, he knew better than to brush off such feelings as though they were nothing.
“ …Your father remains, Nahyuta. In your spirit, and in Justice-dono’s, your father lives on. You mustn’t lose that indomitable will, even to the frigid snow. ”
Ｔｈｅ Ｆｕｎｅｒａｌ Ｐｒｏｓｅｃｕｔｏｒ
He went silent as Simon spoke those words to him. Simon was right again. He has the tattoo on his right palm. His legacy for him, Apollo, and Rayfa, his valor, his love for the family… A dragon never yields. That mantra is what made him live on. His heart broke. Nahyuta nodded to his lover.
❝Simon… I prayed to the Holy Mother for his soul to be upon the heavens above us everyday. Oh, how I wished he could take a chance to meet you. He– He’s a wonderful man and it would be per– perfect for us to–❞
The monk sobbed silently, tears overflowing his jade orbs as it stains on Simon’s skin.
