Twenty years ago
Edvan leaned back into the arms of her sleeping lover, Casper. They both lied wrapped around each other on the open grassy field just enjoying the fine evening breeze.
She closed her eyes and thrived in the feeling of absolute contentment she could only feel with him.
It had been weeks to her since she had been sneaking out of Faelme to meet her handsome pirate, months to Casper due to the time difference within Faelme and without it.
Even though she had been a young, naive and ignorant teenager who had been secretly pining for the striking captain of the “beauté de l'océan", he had shown her more passions than could be explained in words.
Even though he could be rough in speech and abrupt at times, Edvan knew she was irrevocably in love with him.
Even though h
