Chapter 952: Who Are You, Raphael? (1/2)

Chapter 952: Who Are You, Raphael?

When a God was in the realet exhausted or tired like that of hus

However, Raphael spent a better part of the last year si in the huth could drain

He and ths to ensure that King Draco's letters weren't delivered into the worldWhen they failed to do that, Raphael chose to redirect his attention and assailed so on a journey

Raphael did it all whilesure that his fellow coave away their positions

If his father, the King of Cretea, figured out what exactly the purpose of Raphael being in the hu to be issues

Which hy after he tracked doena and then even nursed her to health, Raphael was finally able to sigh in relief and fall asleep, even for a short whileExhaustion finally coursed through his body as he succumbed to rest

This hy Raphael stirred up when he awoke and found Rowena nowhere to be foundDid he sleep so long that she was gone?!

His eyes widened and he checked up on hi, but where is she—"

Raphael pulled hiirl He was extreht do if he left her unattended

"Rowena? Rowena?" Raphael checked the rooms

When he received the potion earlier, the God of Aviary inforh what he heard from a little bird—the ruckus of what Rowena caused

And even Raphael's little stunt

Verona was in a dire state and yet Raphael's appearance made the unfortunate incidents seesAs if it was divine retribution extended to them

It left a bad taste on Raphael, but he was more concerned with Rowena He finally ventured and stepped out and there he saw her

Underneath the soft and pale ht, Roas surrounded by the little purple flowers in her gardenShe looked so much better

There was a olden hair seeht truly paled beneath hers

Raphael couldn't help but call out to her

"Rowena?"

Rowena blinked and glanced over her shoulder, seeing Raphael finally awakeAt first, she didn't knohat to sayThere were too s that had happened—thishim away

However, for a moment, she smiled and simply picked up a c

ris flower and held it out to him

"Julian… Julian planted ths you went through for me—he would probably say thank you"