Gabriel poured himself another drink, acting as if he had all the time in the world. "But, unfortunately, fate had other plans, didn't it?" he mused. "The Poison of Death—mixed into a simple pastry. But the one who ate it... wasn't you, but your sister."
Silence.
Kael's hands clenched.
Gabriel's tone remained light, but his words cut deep. "She was fated to die that night. But your mother—Lady Moonstone, ever so desperate—used a forbidden technique. She transferred your mana core into her, saving her life. And in doing so, she turned you into a cripple. And then your mother tried to undo her actions by using the forbidden ritual and gave you a new mana core. Alas, it was incompatible with your body and once your bright future turned into abyss."
Seraphina's eyes widened. "Kael...?" She turned to him, searching for any sign of denial.
But Kael's expression didn't change.
He simply stared at Gabriel, his gaze cold.
