Chapter 112

"You're kind." The boy blurted out. Lyne was a bit taken aback as she wasn't expecting that. All the same, she scoffed and mumbled a thank you. "So what is your name?" "And you're beautiful too." "What happened to your parents?" She knew he was trying to wave off the topic. Lyne's hands were still wrapped around the boy's hand as she looked him in the eye. He had a mixed look of pain and loneliness. Since when did this happen? What was wrong? Much as this little boy wanted to say lots of things, he just kept mute. But she needed to know more. An idea popped up in her mind and she grabbed his face in her hands. "Hey. Look at me." The spiky-haired boy stared into her eyes and she could see deep down within him. Everywhere became blurry and slowly sounds were turning muffled. She frowned. Her mind was numb and by the time she would close her eyes, she was right in the middle of the square that was as quiet as a graveyard. How she got there or where the whole gathering had gone,