Leander could only sigh as Father Patrick didn't say anything. It appeared that he agreed with his statement.
"I think…" Leander bowed his head and fiddled with his fingers. "Evander is dead. He died after enduring a lot of torture… I'm the heir of the Kastello family. And I…"
He didn't have the guts to look up. He didn't know where he was going with this. But there is a thought that is nagging him a lot these days.
He looked at the priest. He didn't have much of an expression on his face. But his eyes looked kind. "My wife… She told me what Evander did to one of the young girls here…" Leander bowed his head.
It was his comeuppance… the way he died…
"I… my family only has me as the viable heir. I am haunted by the images of the small sized caskets that were laid out and the cries of the parents who lost their child… It's…" his voice choked.
