Chapter 37: Who Are You?

ZACHARY cannot be a king and a warrior at the same time. Eventually, he would have to choose between the two. If he was an ordinary warrior, maybe I could give myself the chance to see where these strange feelings of ours could lead us.

If he was a warrior, maybe he could find it in his heart to understand why I did what I did. Maybe then I could take a leap like any other ordinary woman would do. Maybe I wouldn’t have to lie to Mira. Our daughter wouldn’t have to live thinking that her father was dead. She wouldn’t have to look up at the sky at night wondering whether her father could see her or hear her from up above. She wouldn’t have to spend the rest of her life missing him.

We could have been a normal family. I wanted that because I never had that. Maybe it would be nice to try having one for once in my life. But all these would remain as ‘maybes.’

Because I was not an ordinary woman. Zachary was not an ordinary man either. We were born to be enemies. He had a major responsibili