Isadora POVJust as I was about to respond, Golem's body gently began to move as he slowly arose from his unconsciousness. "He's awake," I exclaimed, rushing towards his side.Helping him up into a sitting position, he asked, "What happened to me?"I replied, "It's a long story. Remember the black dust the White Wizard used on you back at the North? Turns out we underestimated its effects on you. Thanks to the ritual performed by this witch doctor, everything will be okay now, and your strength will return even greater than before.""Is that so?" Golem inquired, his voice weak.I nodded in response, saying, "Yes, my love. All that is left is for you to drink some of this blood here." Receiving the calabash from the witch doctor, I passed it over to Golem, saying, "Here you go, have some."He took a quick gulp of the blood, and with a mouth still tainted with the crimson liquid, he asked, "Whose blood is this, by the way?"

Golem povHer request for a promise caught me off guard, and I found myself searching for the right words."I don't understand you, Isadora," I began, my voice carrying a hint of confusion. "Where is this coming from? What have I ever done to give you such an impression?"She held her ground, her gaze unwavering. "I love you, Golem, but how can I trust that you won't run away from me? If you can run away from your mother, then who am I?"Hearing her say those words, I was taken aback by a whirlwind of surprise as I took a few steps backward, stunned by her response. The weight of her doubt hit me like a tidal wave, and for a moment, I felt lost in a sea of confusion."You just broke my heart, Isadora," I confessed, my voice carrying a mixture of sadness and vulnerability. With that said, I walked towards the wardrobe, Hearing her say those words, I was taken aback by a whirlwind of surprise. Stunned by her response, I took a few steps backward, struggling to find the right words. "Yo

Isadora POVAs I entered the main chamber excorted by Lisa and Rodrigo who followed closely behind, I was greeted by a completely different sight, not what I had originally expected to see. The chamber was occupied by a bunch of old women putting on a strange looking similar outfit.I was taken aback by the sight, but just before I could ask what was going on, one of the old ladies approached me and spook in a language I couldn't understand, but she made hand gestures, that felt like she wanted me to take off my clothes.I gasped in shock, wondering why and who they were, turning sideways to exchange a look with the chief guard who now let go of my hand, bowed his head smiling mischievously and exited the room alongside Rodrigo, leaving Lisa and me all alone with the old women, a confusing expression perfectly positioned on my face as I exchanged a glance with Lisa.Apparently, this was customary in the South, reading from the handwritings. I hesitated but understood the significance,

Isadora POVJust as I opened my eyes, they landed on a familiar set of eyes, ones that caused me so much pain in the past, and I had prayed never to set eyes upon again.I pulled out of the embrace with Lisa, and the smile immediately disappeared from my lips. "What are you doing here? I don't remember sending you an invitation," I demanded."Isadora, please forgive me. Give me another chance to make things right with you. I've learned my lesson, and I learned it the hard way," he responded, going on his knees.I glared at him, a mix of anger and disbelief welling up inside me. "Another chance? You don't get to waltz back into my life and ask for another chance, Eamon. You hurt me more than you can imagine," I retorted, my voice firm.Lisa looked between us, visibly uncomfortable, sensing the tension in the air. I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself. "You had your chance, Eamon. It's too late now, I've moved on and you should too" I declared, turning away from him, my focus b

Isadora POVAs Golem was swept up by the revelry, I couldn't shake the feeling of isolation and sadness as I dragged my feet up the stairs to my room, I gazed at the bed, longing for solace.But before I could even take a step toward it, strong arms enveloped me from behind, a hand covering my mouth to stifle any screams. Panic surged through me as a voice whispered urgently in my ear, "Don't scream, Isadora, please."My heart pounded against my chest, fear gripping me as I struggled against the grip. Who was behind me, and what did they want?The voice repeated again, and this time, it sent a jolt of surprise down my spine by its familiarity. The scent, the tone—it couldn't be anyone else.The grip loosened, and I slowly turned around to set eyes on Eamon. Panic surged through me as I struggled against his hold, attempting to scream, but he covered my mouth just in time, pleading with desperation in his eyes."Isadora, come on now," he urged, "we are both adults here, and we both kno