Chapter Seventy-Three
Sahara's POV
It's been so long since I saw that face of him but the memory of my past that I spent by his side is still clear in my mind. I thought that I would not recognize him because of the years we spent apart but the moment he entered this Cabin, I immediately know it was him. My father. My hero. The man that I always played with when I'm still very young.
I couldn't move. I couldn't even blink my eyes. I couldn't even recognize my surroundings because it's blurry in my vision and the only thing I can clearly see is him. His face is more wrinkled than before but his body build didn't change. He's still tall and a bit muscular, just like the body of a proud king. Tears begin to blur in my vision and I just want to leap forward to hug him and tell him to stop t
