Enma was alone in his throne room, all work finished and now the young King was alone with his thoughts. He wondered about his childhood with Mystica. No matter how hard he tried, the only memories he could recall was her reading books when he was sick or sad. He couldn't recall any moment that Mystica was heartless.
"Misty...." He whispered in a sad tone. His heart aches remembering the way he treated her when they fought
How could he say that? Hating humans or not, Mystica was his older sister, her emotions maybe gone but it did not mean she had a heart of stone. He needed to apologize to her.
He got up and made his way to her room which was blocked by a barrier similar to the one Zazel trapped him in once. He chanted a few words till the barrier opened and allowed him entree. He opened the door to find Mystica in the bed sleeping. The Tempura on the small desk remained untouched.
"Misty.." He sighed, sitting on the corner of the bed being careful not disturb her sleep
Enma hummed a soft lubally, it was more to ease himself because he was nervous. He hardly ever had to apologize to anyone, Mystica would be the really few that would hear him saying sorry.
"Misty..., I haven't been the best brother to you. I said horrible things, attacked you, and I wasn't there for you when mother passed. Though if you allow me... I promise you that I will be better" Enma words were filled with genuine truth, as if his voice could move the coldest hearted villain.
Enma got up and left, hoping his words somehow reached her.
"I love you too, little brother" Mystica whispered, having been secretly awake and heard all her brother's words
Komasan not only rekindle her link to her emotions, but also helped her start a new relationship with Enma. Forming a power sibling relationship. Truly that koma was truly helping her in more ways than one.
