"I knew it. . . you are purposely avoiding Faerus."
Fara and Elodie were seated at the VIP section of the colosseum, with the perfect view of the whole arena beneath them, complete with cushioned seats, and canopies to protect them from the sun.
"What am I supposed to do? I was. . . umm. . . nevermind." Elodie was eager to tell Fara her side of the story, why she was avoiding Faerus, that if Faerus is the real prince and that if she decided to pursue her budding romance with him, then she might disappear and return to her original timeline. For all she knows, Faerus might actually be the one who was written in all of the history books and is the man destined to be with the real Alexandria.
"What is the matter?" Fara noticed Elodie's abrupt halt in her sentence and the way she hesitantl
