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She held him tightly against her, kneeling by his side, desperately kissing his face, not caring about his wounds or disfigurement.
"My lady… don’t cry, please, don’t cry…" The salty taste rolled over his cracked lips, the beat of that heart against his chest giving him strength, and her lips offering infinite warmth.
Even so, Silas kept a wary eye on the Selenia nearby.
He didn’t trust her; his lady should have escaped. He feared for her life.
He wanted to push himself again; he couldn’t leave her unprotected.
"If you try to attack me again, your elemental body won’t withstand it," Renata warned, seeing right through his intentions.
"Silas, no, look at me. No, no, look at me, me." Sigrid cupped his cheeks, afraid she might hurt him.
Renata had removed the poison from his veins and healed the fatal wounds, but he still needed care.
"Trust me. I’ll fix this, okay? Trust me, please." Sigrid leaned in to whisper against his broken face. More than fear or disgust, it pained her deeply to see him like this.
Silas stared into her eyes, the seconds stretching in a world meant for just the two of them.
Renata stood, giving them space, moving closer to her own mate.
The feelings between those two were obvious—she knew love as well.
"That Selenia is dangerous. You should’ve escaped. I know you’re brave, but… sometimes running to live isn’t a bad thing…"
"I know, I know, my Silas, but we can’t run forever. Now, I’m begging you, trust me and be obedient for once in your life," Sigrid sighed, thinking about what to do next.
"We can’t go back to the mansion, we can’t—" Suddenly, Silas gripped her hand tightly and whispered why he had escaped and why he’d followed her here.
Her magical trail was unmistakable to him.
"Drusilla?" Sigrid was stunned.
Why did Drusilla suspect she was hiding something?
So the spell on the slave wasn’t Morgana’s doing—it was Drusilla’s?
She must have cast the spell when she touched her during the selection. What had given her away?
She recalled Zarek’s words. Was Drusilla pretending to be clueless while hiding her true power?
"Princess Renata, I need to speak with you both. But first, I’ll get my person to safety, and I hope you’ve understood the deal between your fiancé and me." Sigrid lifted her gaze, implacable, facing them head-on.
She might have been at a disadvantage, but she wouldn’t back down.
"Fine, we’ll be right here," Renata responded, watching her disappear into the forest, Silas leaning on her, taking small, painful steps.
As they passed by, Sigrid didn’t forget to shoot them a sinister glare.
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