Chapter 89: Tears?

Ophelia wandered through the library, her fingers brushing over the spines of the books as if hoping they might whisper their secrets to her. The massive shelves loomed over her, filled with countless volumes that seemed to mock her ignorance. She was deep in thought, trying to unravel the meaning behind Danil's cryptic words and to understand the intricate relationship between their kinds. She sighed deeply, her lips pursed in frustration. Nikolai had been so evasive, keeping her in the dark. Did this mean she was completely clueless about their situation? Suddenly, she stopped in her tracks, her hand grasping a book from the shelf. She turned around and faced Yulia, who had been trailing behind her quietly. "Do you think I'm completely clueless?" Ophelia asked, her grip tightening on the book as though it were a lifeline. Yulia looked at her, a soft nod of agreement in her eyes. "If you stop to think about it, we both are," she said gently. "But don’t worry too much. Nikolai is k