Chapter 21: The Strange Land
Katrina Kuznetsov’s POV I have safely landed in this period. It was lush and green and meadows were stretch in front of me. I looked around me. No building, no buses, nothing of the modern era. “Am I in the prehistoric time again?” I asked as I stood up and looked across the meadow. I don’t what to expect. Maybe Conall and his wit and his charming smile waiting for me. I don’t know what to expect as I was searching for something. I went down toward a path as I looked at the trail that was spread in front of me. “Why not, maybe I found something?” I said as I tucked the emerald securely inside my back, unaware of the eyes that might be looking at me from afar. Conall Reid’s POV I might have to ask Katrina to imagine that we were landing on the bed. Maybe that might soften the landing.
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