His expression darkened.
He gazed up in front of him — a female stood there. She held the Utopian's Duke in her hand and brought her hand forward dramatically. She had grey hair, purple eyes, and a crown-like structure stood on her head; it had the same colour as the bone mask that the creature Lady of Flowers wore on her head.
Ibaan's heart thumped!
Who the hell was she?
Was she Lady Flowers? From her appearance she felt exactly familiar to the creature.
She should've been dead, so how was she alive and in human form?
'Impossible.'
The female repeated the same words in a calm and soft voice, pointing the sword at him — not to attack, but to give it back.
"What's your name, Master boy?"
Ibaan stuttered, "I-Ibaan! Are… are you Lady of Flowers!"
"What a good name. Yes, I am! But to be more exact, this is my ability. Once someone kills me, I don't really die — I become a bond, a pet. You could order me, but also you cannot order me."
