Chapter 263

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Sophia carefully examined the inheritance of the man before her, her gaze fixed on his face. Enora, watching her sister, felt a mix of emotions. “I fear that the thought of taking him home will linger in your mind,” Sophia said, her voice heavy with concern. “We should leave him here. It won’t be long before some wild animal comes and devours him.” “That would mean his fate is sealed,” Enora replied, her voice trembling. “I knew you would come around, Sophia. We should return to the house before anyone realizes we’re missing.
Let’s go; you’ve done all you can for him.” “Enora!” Sophia looked at her sister with the wide, innocent eyes of a newborn lamb. “In the end, he isn’t yours, but you have the choice to help him.” “Why should we take him home? There’s a cave nearby; we can hide him there.” “What if the fire goes out?” “Use magic to keep it alive,” Enora suggested, though her confidence wavered. Sophia continued to voice her doubts about the plan, but Enora felt there was no other option. “This is fine,” she conceded. They dragged the young man to the cellar.
“We need to get the fire going,” Enora said, glancing around. She had just emerged from the cave and began searching for branches. After gathering a substantial amount, she lit the fire, watching as the flames quickly consumed the wood. Once the fire was roaring, she used her magic to ensure it wouldn’t extinguish completely. “Don’t forget,” Enora reminded Sophia, who was still staring intently at the young man’s face. “You have to take him away from here.” Sophia kept glancing back, as if she hated the thought of leaving him alone in that cave. “Enora, do you really think he’ll be okay?
What if he doesn’t wake up soon and his condition worsens?” “Then we’ll heal him,” Enora replied firmly. “But… what if Enora cut her off. “Sophia, you can’t take him with you.” “But you can tell me what to do.” “You’re being reckless!” Enora exclaimed. “You can help me,” Sophia insisted, her eyes pleading. “Have you lost your mind?” Enora shook her head in disbelief. “If we let him go like this Sophia trailed off, her expression desperate. “Fine, but be very careful,” Enora relented. “I will,” Sophia promised. “I’ll return tomorrow with food.
Just wait for me in the cave.” With that, Sophia hurried back to the cave where the young man lay. The next day, when Enora returned, she found Sophia sitting close to him, her expression filled with concern. It seemed as if she had been marked by the encounter. Later, as they reminisced, Sophia expressed her desire to leave, longing for the freedom to follow her heart. “Your mother was foolish for falling in love with a human,” Enora said, a hint of sadness in her voice.
“I’m sorry your life has become so complicated.” Abril responded, “Perhaps my mother was a guide for my heart, but she never regretted her choice.” “True, she didn’t seem to regret it,” Enora replied thoughtfully. “Love is difficult to understand, and sometimes it brings more pain than joy. Yet, those who love are brave, regardless of how fleeting it may be,” Abril mused. “Why should you surrender your heart if you know the risks?” Enora asked. “I think I have to take that chance. You never know what you might gain,” Abril replied, a flicker of hope in her eyes.
“Just like your mother, you’re a dreamer,” Enora said with a soft smile. “I never believed I could be loved by anyone. I was always alone until I fell for him. That’s when I learned to hope,” Abril confessed. As Alessandro stepped forward, an intense light enveloped him, momentarily blinding him. When his vision cleared, he found himself in a vast corridor adorned with portraits hanging on the walls. “Where am I?” he wondered aloud. Suddenly, he heard a voice behind him. Turning sharply, he saw a figure with dark hair, green eyes, and pale skin.
The resemblance was striking; it was his brother Maximilian, who had been killed by King Venobich. “Max! What are you doing here?” Alessandro exclaimed. “I’m here to guide you,” Max replied. “To guide me? Where to?” Alessandro asked, confusion etched on his face. Max pointed down the corridor. “This is the path of the guardians.” As Max ran ahead, Alessandro followed, eager to understand the significance of the portraits lining the walls. Each one depicted members of his family, their faces frozen in time. “What is this?
Why are all our family portraits here?” Alessandro questioned, his heart racing. “They are the guardians,” Max explained, his tone serious. “These portraits tell the story of our lineage.”