"There's something else you need to know," Histoire's words were like a whisper passing by Keren's ear with the wind, something that did not need much attention given to it, except it did this time. Her head felt heated, her blood having rushed to it as her being was filled with discontent and a mild sense of anger. Deus stood quietly beside her. A few minutes ago they were laughing and chatting merrily, a sign that a good friendship would possibly arise from the two. Now it was definitely impossible for that to happen. She could not face him to express the same joy she felt towards Histoire, because she was afraid he would soon shatter the joy his supposed soon-to-be wife supposedly felt at the current moment, all of which was false and a lie concocted to have her leave in order to keep her safe.