Sir Ares, Goodnight

Savannah looked at Jens suspiciously as an inexplicable sense of anxiety filled her eyes. She muttered, "I only remember that my master said that my true destiny is someone cold and who never smiles. Since Jens' brother has a cheerful and lively personality, he's clearly not the one I'm looking for."

Whitney smiled and said, "Little girl, you've never even met Jens before this, nor have you seen Baby Robbie. You merely heard from your master that your prince charming is a cold, harsh man. Have you ever thought that perhaps your master is wrong? After all, destiny is not something static. It may change over time."

Savannah said confidently, "My master has high morality and is virtuous. He'd never lie to me."

Jens stood aside looking helpless.

Whitney decided to pull Jens aside and whispered, "Do you believe her words, Jens?"

Jenson merely told her as it was, "Truthfully, it's somewhat bizarre. She was right several times."

Whitney would never believe in Savannah's little fortune-telling predestined affinity argument. In her opinion, she and Jens were childhood sweethearts, so they were the ones meant for each other. Savannah was trying to tear them apart, but Whitney

let her

have to go looking for Savannah's master and find out how sacred that old fortune-teller truly is. He's clearly out there scamming

a difficult question plaguing me and I was hoping

has taken refuge in religious life.

should save those of us who are confused. If he's so unwilling to meet visitors, perhaps he's just a quack who's

was furious as she yelled, "You're not to speak ill of my master! If you want to see my master s o badly, I'll ask my master's advice beforehand and give you an

rare for her to get so angry, Whitty. You sure are

to drive her away so

great at infuriating someone, they won't die from it Plus, I'll never try to anger you want

to

doctors for Roxie, but after these doctors did a check-up on her, they all showed helpless

Miss Roxie's legs were eroded by the poison. I'm afraid there isn't a possibility of her standing

Sir Ares' arms. She