It feels like I’m defying all balances of nature with keeping my distance from her. I should have pursued her more and demanded to know what I did wrong all those years ago. I left like a coward and didn’t listen to my heart. I don’t plan on doing that anymore. Now all I need to figure out is what I’m going to do about Breena.
The carriages are pulling up and I see Meliantha in the back riding along with the warriors. I bet the King and Queen didn’t like that at all. Her face is turned away, but I can see the tight grip she has on her reigns and the rigidness of her body as she sits regally atop her black faerie stallion. Even with the harsh expression on her face, she is still as beautiful as I remember her. She’s riding in between her Guardian, Ashur, and her lover, Finn. I remember see
