C78 He Was in the Snow

"Without feelings, there would be no pain. Profound! So profound..." Horace praised, all the while stealthily moving his hand downward, his fingers grazing the blade, poised to strike at any moment.

Just as he was about to act, Mora suddenly embraced him, effectively pinning his arm.

Horace tensed, fearing she had sensed something amiss, only to hear her let out a wistful sigh