"Oh, did you think I was just being dramatic about that part?" asked Ignis, with a faint, amused huff, made significantly less wry thanks to the gentle brush of her lips and his hand drawn up to hers while she held his face.

"But no. They basically told me as much. Although I am grateful. Imagine, my life cut short before I could ever even hope to dream of being seduced by charming necromancers. If was want to speak of tragedy..."