FELIXI was floating.I was lost, somewhere, in my dreamscape, not quite in my memories and not quite in my real life. I was torn between the memories of my past lives, the loss and the heartache that had permeated the entire existence of my soul.Maybe staying here, in this place that was not quite
MILAThe rest of my trek down the mountain was dark and cold. I was too nervous to summon any sort of transportation magic, so I just slid my way down.I did make the decision to magically conjure a pair of thicker boots, however. My leggings and oversized sweater could only shield against the cold
FELIXI returned to the castle with a newfound sense of purpose.I could only hope that Sofia was feeling that same rejuvenation as well. Maybe by this point she had reunited with her lost love Samuel–or perhaps not, since time worked differently in the void.But I knew she was trying, and that was
FELIXI allowed Charles to leave the dungeons. It may have been the stupidest idea I’d ever had, but I decided that I was going to believe my brother, at least for now.Charles was moved to a small guest chamber and placed under a heavy guard rotation. While I made sure that his feet were chained to
FELIXI was halfway out the door before the messenger could even finish his sentence, racing at a full sprint down the hallways to welcome my friends back.Joseph and Isla were waiting in my chambers, standing a little too close together to be platonic. I decided I would address that later.“What di
ISABELLAI retreated to my tiny room in the attic, guilt and dread overwhelming me. If everything in the letter from my mother was true, that meant that Fresonia was in peril. I may have had my own issues with the royal family, but I still cared about my kingdom more than anything else.Well, almost
MILAThe village of Beauveis was nestled on the coast, a few miles south of Carnea.Traditionally a fishing village, and one of the poorest villages in the kingdom at that, Beauveis was beginning to blossom into a popular tourist destination after a video from a famous travel influencer of her spend
MILAI sat with my parents on the front porch of their house–a large beachfront cottage that overlooked the sparkling sea. My mother prepared us each large mugs of peppermint tea and I settled into a porch swing, suddenly and remarkably completely at peace.Alexander, my father, had wept when he rea