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Rhobart looked at the trees and then at the sky. “We need to leave. It will take us at least four hours to reach the next camp, and there are only three hours of light left,” he said before getting on top of his horse. Ayla nodded as she glanced at the river for the last time. She had never told Nixx that her father was King Amul, and he had been the first to treat her as if she was... normal and not royalty. He had suspected she was from a rich family, but she always denied it. When she didn’t know how to build a fire or make stew, he did not judge her. With patience, Nixx taught her not only how to make food and start a fire but also how to properly take care of a horse and how to set traps for rabbits. She was grateful for all the things he taught her, and she made a promise to herself that the next time she saw Nixx again, for she truly believed he was still alive, she would let him know how much their friendship meant to her. She made sure that the memories of Nixx were safe i
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Ayla tried to aim for his chest, but he was strong and fast. Before she knew it, he had his stick at her neck. “And you are dead,” Rhobart concluded. “Again,” Ayla demanded. Rhobart took a step back. “We should work on your position first.” He moved behind her. “Move your dominant leg out a bit more.” He put his hands on her shoulders, and heat rose to her cheeks. It felt different from when Nixx or Milton touched her. “Next, we will work on your attack,” he said when he was certain she knew the right position for training. They practiced until Ayla got tired, and her muscles felt sore. Rhobart put away the sticks and sat on a log. “Time to sleep,” the King said. “I will stand guard, so you don’t need to worry about wild beasts attacking us.” Ayla put the kettle over the fire. “When you want to sleep, wake me. I will make some tea for you before I retire to my furs,” she said while taking a few leaves out of her messenger bag. She had found some medicinal plants in the foodshe
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On the eighth day of traveling, Ayla and Rhobart crossed paths with a traveling merchant. He was heading to the Warrior Clan and other villages with his wagon full of sweets from all seven kingdoms, silks and furs, books, toys, and many other things. Two young men accompanied him. Rhobart made a sign for the merchant to stop. Ayla hadn’t seen a traveling merchant since she was a child. Her mother rarely left the Royal Palace of Myrthana. Traveling merchants would come to the palace at least once a week, and Queen Lavia and Lady Anza often bought expensive clothes or books, and for Ayla, toys or sweets made of marzipan, chocolate, and caramel. Once, when her mother was haggling with the merchant, Ayla went inside his wagon to look at some dresses when she saw an old book on a small table. It told the story of a young woman who ran away from her childhood sweetheart because she thought he was a monster. After hiding from him for many years, they were finally reunited, and Ayla never fo
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Long ago, Tree Spirits lived all over the continent. They not only told stories of the first races but also blessed couples with health and prosperity. When the Second War with the Orcs started, the Tree Spirits used their magic to help the humans and other races defeat the Orcs and send them back into the Uncharted Lands. Soon after, the Dark Mages started killing Tree Spirits all over Aylarra until none remained. To hear that at least one was still alive brought great joy to Ayla. “Can I meet him?” she asked. “It’s a her, not a him. If she wants to be seen, then you will see her,” Rhobart said. They walked through a tunnel for about five minutes until they entered a large cave. Ayla stopped in her tracks. She had read about magic caves, but this was the first time she actually saw one. There was no other word to describe it. In the middle of the cave stood the biggest tree Ayla had ever seen. It was so thick that probably twenty men standing in a circle, with their arms outstre
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“Could you repeat that?” she asked. “I was wondering if you wanted me to wash your hair.” “But... but my undergarments!” she protested. “You don’t have anything I haven’t seen before, but if it makes you uncomfortable, I don’t need to look at you to wash your hair.” Her heart throbbed with pain. While he was not married, she was sure he had been with women before. Maybe he bathed with them and kissed and cupped their breasts, as she had seen earlier at the hot springs. Did men enjoy touching women like that? Did he? It was none of her business what he did with women or not. Nor did she care. He was a free man to do as he wished. “I would be grateful if you helped me with my hair,” she finally replied. Rhobart moved behind her and rubbed soap on her hair. His big fingers were gentle, and when he massaged her scalp, it felt so good she closed her eyes and moaned. He stilled for a few moments, and Ayla opened her eyes. “Why did you stop?” He resumed his task. “No reason.” She cl
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Ayla walked down a stone hallway she did not recognize. Vases with flowers were placed on tables under large windows, and tapestries covered the walls. A few doors were to her right, but none of them caught her attention. It rained heavily outside. It didn’t appear she was in Nordmar, as it never rained in the kingdom of Eternal Winter. At the end of the hallway was a door with a crown crest indicating it was the Royal Bedchamber. She felt the urge to enter and opened the door. The room was beautifully decorated—exotic furs covered the four-poster bed; velvet curtains hung in front of the windows, a jewelry box lay open on the vanity table, bottles with hair oils and brushes were next to it, while a book was opened on a bedroom bench as if someone had just read from it. But what drew Ayla’s attention was the couple in the middle of the room. The woman was heavily pregnant while the man was on his knees in front of her, looking up at her. The storm and the curtains being closed mad
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Ayla woke up, her heart still racing in her chest. The dream she had experienced had been so vivid she could still see each detail clearly in her head. Her hands trembled as she looked around the cave. Seeing Rhobart so brutally tortured and killed made her more determined to help him in the upcoming war. And to find Uzriel. Rhobart was near the waterfall, training, his back facing her. He was wearing only a pair of trousers. His muscles flexed, and she bit her bottom lip, her cheeks turning pink. Her heart kept hammering in her chest, but for a different reason. He was bad for her health. Trying to distract herself from the dream and Rhobart, she decided to make breakfast. A basket with fruits was next to the fire pit. Cheese, smoked meat, and bread were in the supplies satchels. The kettle already had water in it, and Ayla put it over the fire to make tea. When she had finished setting up the food on two plates and tea in the cups, she sat on a rock and started eating. She kept t
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“I should have asked you before putting the bracelet around your hand. You can take it off,” she said. His eyes found hers. They appeared as cold and full of hate as the day they met in Myrthana. “I should have never brought you here!” he snarled. She felt like he had punched her. “If it is for the bracelet, I assure you I will never—” He didn’t let her finish what she wanted to say. “Because you remind me of things I had and will never have again!” he growled, ripped the flower bracelet, and stormed off. She had hoped they were finally friends but seeing the raw anger and hate in his eyes hurt. He will forever see her as King Amul’s daughter. If not for her father, and maybe if Rhobart and her met under other circumstances, would he have liked her? She picked up the bracelet Rhobart threw on the ground and put it in one of her satchels. Tears prickled her eyes, and she blinked them away. Daya appeared on one of the rocks near the fire pit. “Love is always painful. But after a st
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