Ellio had opened the gates of the courtyard, but the moment he stepped beyond them, the weight of the decision waiting for him became even heavier.
He had spent hours wandering away from the castle, searching for an answer within himself. He tried to imagine a life with Damascus. Then he imagined a life with Xorran. He weighed every memory, every moment, every feeling, desperately trying to determine which one his heart truly wanted.
But no matter how many times he went over it in his mind, he still couldn't choose.
Both men had become important parts of his life in completely different ways. Choosing one meant hurting the other, and the thought of watching either of them suffer because of his decision was almost unbearable.
Eventually, afraid that he would run out of time, Ellio turn
