He Gave Up His Heart
In the end, both of them couldn't escape the reality and neither could they avoid it. Even if Prince Revaz chose not to say it in the present, it wouldn't change the fact that the event had already taken place. Argan, the demon, had sacrificed himself.
They couldn't just ignore it since the black kitten sitting right before them was the proof of what Argan had done. The cat was the remaining fragments of his broken soul. The wisps of black aura that the dead mana had exuded as they converged themselves to retain whatever memory Argan had left.
Kalliope let out a small laugh and it was bridled with repressed sorrow that she had never known she was still capable of feeling after what had happened to her parents.
"Perhaps..." she said. "Perhaps, I'm aware of it or maybe I'm not. But, it doesn't matter because I couldn't confirm the truth. So, I need to hear it."