LILYA
Chained in this cell with Lucas, I couldn't help but indulge in a little fantasy to lighten the heavy air that clung to us. "You know," I began, my voice tinged with playful nostalgia, "life would've been so much simpler if we didn't have these powers or the responsibility to save the world."
Lucas leaned against the cold stone wall, a wistful glimmer in his eyes. "Simpler indeed, Lilya. No world-saving quests, no menacing prophecies, just a life free of magical burdens."
I chuckled, caught up in our shared daydream. "Picture this: we're not here, but in a medieval world. I'm a daring and agile rogue, sneaking into castles and stealing from corrupt nobles."
Lucas raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Ah, and I? I'd be a gallant knight, clad in shining armor, defending the realm from dr
