Lith wanted to conjure the images of the gala at Distar's, when he and Phloria had danced on the ceiling with Gravity magic.
Yet all those good memories gave him joy at first, then the pain of the loss, and lastly everything turned into guilt. No matter what everyone said or how cunning Thrud's plan had been, Lith had killed Phloria and nothing could change that fact.
Every time he tried to speak, guilt tightened his throat and tears veiled his eyes. Even breathing was hard, knowing that he was about to tell Phloria goodbye and that once the casket was closed, he would never see her again.
Solus and Kamila stood by either side but said nothing.
Solus was lost in her own pain and guilt, regretting not being there with Lith during the final confrontation and wondering if there was something that she could have done.
