Chapter 305 Burning Will
Fitran and Sheena successfully rebuilt Elysvarre, reviving the charm and harmony that had been lost due to the devastating events that once struck the kingdom. The kingdom now stands tall as a symbol of free will, unbound by the Pactum of the world, and demonstrates powerfully that the ability to determine one's destiny rests firmly in the hands of its people.
However...
Sheena changed.
Each night, Sheena sits alone on the garden bench where she and Fitran first shared their words, laughter, and hopes. Surrounded by towering trees, the rustling leaves in the wind seem to remind her of the beautiful memories etched there, mingling with the sweet fragrance of blooming roses. Yet, as the wind gently whispers, those pleasant memories starkly contrast with the shadows that remind her of the vulnerability now gnawing at her heart.
She gazes at the sky, but her thoughts always drift back to a haunting truth:
"I have fought so hard to preserve our will."
"I have refused to be a symbol."
"I chose to be human... for him."
But deep in the recesses of her mind, another voice begins to disturb her peace. This voice, soft yet chilling, spreads an air of doubt that continually haunts her thoughts.
"If I lose him... then all that I have chosen will be in vain."
She began sleeping with a small knife handle clutched tightly in her hand, hidden beneath her dress, as a constant sense of vigilance engulfed her when night fell. Each evening, her gaze reflected a blend of determination mixed with anxiety, as if she was resolute in her mission to protect everything she loved. It was never her intention to harm Fitran; that thought never crossed her mind. She merely wanted to safeguard the invisible boundary between them, ensuring it remained intact—and eliminating anything that could potentially threaten the fragile bond they shared. In her softly spoken prayers to the heavens, she hoped no threats would breach the emptiness that felt menacing within her heart.