Chapter 62: A Wait To Hear His RoarAylin’s Pov,The vibration emerging from the floor erupting a painful impulse throughout my head, bringing me out from the deep blackness where I was trapped for two days. I coughed loud as the dirt molecules from the floor entered my system with inhalation forcing me to open my eyes. My head was pounding hard with the dizziness still controlling me. A dark room welcomed me with the bone chilling coldness surrounding me everywhere. Only the narrow window over the wall gave me the strength to keep breathing, to wait for my Rowan. My hands and legs were tied with chains, restricting my movements to reach the door of the cellar. The realization passed over me, my stubbornness to go to visit the shrine with my aunt, her death, and the injury of Orson ran through my mind. A drop of tear rolled down imagining the situation of my Rowan when he found out I was taken aw

Chapter 64: A Choice To Choose My world shattered, watching the crimson red liquid oozing out of his shoulder. He held my shaking hand in his hand and pressed it over his chest, giving me a tight-lipped smile. His heart was beating softly under my palm, but it scared me. He was watching me as if he wanted me to remember it. “Please, don’t do this. I just found you again.” He brought my head to rest over his forehead, removing the pearls he hated watching in my eyes. “I am really sorry, my Aylin.” Something was touring in me. He hugged me on my lap. I could hear the troops ripping the Silas apart, his painful screams were thundering the walls of the palace, but it gave me no hope ahead.  “You have no right to leave me.” The thought of being without him turned my