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Magnus

Antiope, Antiope, Antiope, Antiope. That’s all I can think about. A constant prayer that I foolishly believe it could become a magic spell to make her appear before me. No!

I would never wish for Antiope to see me like this ever. It would break her heart and I would die seeing her hurt once more because of me. One night together. That’s all we got. If I never see her again, I will always remember her spread on that shore after the night we spent together. I will die with the memory of that soft, sated smile on her lips.

“We are going to see them again,” Henrar refuses to give up and I thank him for that.

I look around once more in despair. I have no way of knowing where exactly we are but I know we are North. The dark cave is hidden deep but I would recognize that sharp cold anywhere in the world. Maybe norther than my borders, in the territory of the Rogue King perhaps. Though I have smelled no rogues. I am up against an enemy I do not know and that makes him the greatest thre
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