67- Leonidas

He had not been there since that night, but it did not mean that he had not wanted to go back there, he had just only feared that she would be there, waiting for him, just like she always was.

Waiting for him because she knew that all roads eventually led to her.

Yes, everyone believed she was dead and it was her soul hunting down Renatus but he knew that even if Persephone was killed, her soul would never kill innocent people in a rage.

That's if one could call them for innocent for the stupid things they had done and said about her, the rumours themselves had made him throw his food at a guard that had been speaking next to him.

He reached the Cabin early enough with the snow now less than he can remember, his eyes looking past the trees to the lake they had danced but he tore his eyes away from it, looking back at the Cabin.

Everywhere looked closed and empty, but there was no iota of snow anywhere on the threshold giving him a thought that she might have remained here, possibly pr