Lucrethia's Final Scheme

Truthfully, Lucrethia did not take Ronan's words seriously when he said that Lucien was being treated at the Holy Temple of The Moon Goddess.

She was thus rather surprised when it turned out to be true.

Sitting on the patio while watching the setting sun, Lucrethia leaned against her cushioned seat while she conversed in a low voice with a hooded figure who was hiding behind the bushes.

"It's true, Madam Woodland. I saw him myself," so her informant told her.

Lucrethia hummed while rubbing against her lips.

"And where is he, exactly?"

"He is lying inside the Cleansing Pond, Madam," came the answer in a hurry.

"Cleansing Pond?"

"According to widespread rumors, the Cleansing Pond's water is brimming with pure lunar energy. It absorbs the moonlight night after night, year after year, until it turns into a fountain of healing."

A fountain of healing?

Lucrethia's face darkened. She did not like the sound of it at all.