"fragile Heart" [Eremin Hanahaki]

"The curse of Freyja is specific to the god of destruction," Zeke said, leaning forward, "and, these flowers in your lungs will probably kill you before your thirteen-year term is up."

"Who's your beloved, Mr Arlert?"

Armin closed his eyes. He ignored the question and the burning sensation in his heart. He wiped away the blood on his chin with his palm, it left a sick trail, the flowers were still fresh in his hands.

"Let me guess, My brother? Eren?"