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Dream or a Nightmare
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Abril felt a little dizzy; she had been using her magic without resting properly. Alessandro caught
her before she fell and asked, “Are you okay?”
“Yes, I just need to rest a bit.”
“You’ve used too much magic, haven’t you?”
“I think I used more than I thought when enchanting your armor.”
Alessandro had planned to ask Abril to enchant Cassian’s armor, but seeing the state she was in, he decided not to tell her. He lifted her into his arms, carried her to the bed, and said, “I told you to
rest.”
“And I did…”
“But you kept using your magic even when you hadn’t fully recovered.”
“There were too many wounded, and I couldn’t…”
“I know you couldn’t leave them.”
Abril nodded, and Alessandro gently ran his fingers through her hair. Cassian felt somewhat uncomfortable seeing them so affectionate, which reminded him of Maya and made him feel miserable. He cleared his throat and said, “I’ll leave you two to your flirting.”
Cassian turned around and left the tent before they could say anything; he needed a moment alone. Upon leaving the tent, Cassian headed back to his tent and was greatly surprised to see
Ethan.
“What are you doing here?”
“I want to talk to you. Got a minute?”
“Would you go if I said no?”
“No, I’ve seen Sophia’s daughter in the camp. Why was she allowed to come?”
“No one allowed her; she just showed up, and in case, you didn’t know, she’s not easily convinced; she does as she pleases.”
“Even if she refuses to leave, she can’t be here; it’s too dangerous, and not just because of the
monsters.”
“What do you mean?”
“Some elf soldiers have seen her; they know she’s one of us.”
“They’re under your command; can’t you control them?”
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“They’re under my command, yet they don’t owe me their loyalty.”
“And what does that mean exactly?”
Clair
“That, I don’t know what they might do if they found out who she really is, and damn, she’s part of
the elven nobility. You’re aware that
Human kings are harsh with their descendants, right? But elves are even harsher.”
“Still, there’s nothing I can do to make her leave. Abril is aware of what you’re saying, she’s aware of the danger she’s facing here, but as I said before, she won’t leave, no matter what we say, that’s her
decision.”
“Her decisions are foolish and reckless. She’s a spoiled girl who knows nothing about the world.”
Cassian felt a bit upset by Ethan’s words and replied.
“You know nothing about her, so don’t speak.”
“You’re not going to do anything to make her leave? I thought you were her friend.”
“And I am, that’s why I won’t do what you’re asking. ‘ll respect the decision she’s made.”
“Even if that puts her in danger?”
“If that happens, I’ll be there to help her.”
“You’re just as foolish as your brother.”
Said Ethan as he headed for the exit. Once he was alone, Cassian wondered if supporting Abril was the right decision or if he should do what Ethan had told him and try to convince her to leave the camp for a safe place. But he wanted to respect her decision and support her; at that moment, he found himself in a dilemma, but deep down he knew that even if he tried, he couldn’t convince her to leave. Abril was very stubborn and wouldn’t back down once she made a decision.
Someone entered the tent, and Cassian thought it was Ethan returning to try to convince him to cooperate, but it wasn’t him. When he saw who it was, he wondered if it was a hallucination, if he was starting to hallucinate from exhaustion. The person who had just entered the tent was Maya.
He gawked at her like a fool; she looked beautiful, wearing a simple beige straight–cut dress, her black hair cascading down her sides like a silky waterfall. She brushed a strand of hair from her
face, tucked it behind her ear, and said.
“Aren’t you going to say anything?”
Cassian approached her and caressed her cheek, wanting to confirm she was real.
“Are you really here?”
“Yes, it’s been a long time, how have you been?”
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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