Chapter 113 The Prophecy Again

• Kenneth’s POV
• From a distance, I watched her — completely unaware of her surroundings, lost in her own soft little world. Lucy moved with a lightness I hadn’t seen in a long time, like a child experiencing simple joy for the first time after years of carrying burdens too heavy for her shoulders. She stretched her hands out, brushing the tops of wet grasses and droplets-covered petals, smiling quietly to herself as if savoring every little touch of nature.
• She looked… free.