Dealing with the promise

"Congratulations, you just established a death wish for everyone," Ace said emotionlessly. "May I know how you intend to achieve what you just promised a ghost?" He asked sceptically, folding his arms.

"I don't know, that's something we'll discuss,"

"You and who?"

"Ace," I whined. He raised his hands.

"Sorry, I'm being sceptical but don't you find her acceptance suspicious?"

"I do, and I will be ready for her, just trust me." I looked down at Ivy's body. Even in death, she still looked absolutely beautiful, and graceful. Her skin had turned pale blue after I summoned her, her lips darker than before.

Breathing in deeply, I leaned on the edge of the coffin and reached down. I took a handful of her hair and snapped it off. I put the hair into my shadow bag, reached down again and carefully took the sceptre she held to her chest. I threw the sceptre into the bag with a smile. I closed the coffin and carried the censer, putting it into my bag as well. I floated around the coffin, snu