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Chapter 43: Road To Iskareth Hollow

Penulis: Comfort Shettima
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-06-18 03:34:58

Vireya's POV

The first light of dawn stretched softly across the sky, painting it in pale hues of gold and lavender. I stirred from sleep. But when I reached out, the space beside me was empty.

Zevarion was already up.

I stepped outside the tent, and there he stood, bathed in the early glow of morning. His eyes met mine with a warmth that settled the nerves fluttering quietly in my chest.

He didn’t say much, he didn’t need to. His presence, steady and quiet, said everything. He hugged me tightly, and walked me back through the woods, his hand brushing mine every few steps, as if reluctant to let go. The silence between us was gentle. Sacred.

When the castle gates came into view, we paused. He touched my cheek, the pad of his thumb tracing the edge of my jaw. For a moment, the world held its breath.

“I’ll wait for you,” he said.

And I nodded, trying not to let the emotion in my throat rise too high. “I’ll come back to you.”

I slipped into the castle before the morning bustle began, th
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