Chapter 454 Sheena’s Shadow That Cannot Be Saved
The next room had no door.
But Fitran's steps seemed to know where to go. Between each step, a longing brushed against his skin, as if the night wind carried the scent of lingering memories, gently caressing his thoughts.
Each of his steps brought forth sounds... the sound of a gown brushing the floor, the sound of gold falling, the sound of someone he once called by her full name:
Sheena Valtheris Elyndra.
The walls of the world shifted, and suddenly Fitran found himself standing on the high balcony of the palace. The night of his wedding to Sheena. [Wedding Night]
A gentle breeze blew, while the candlelight from the party had not yet dimmed, and Sheena sat alone, gazing at the empty sky with a deep look, as if trying to find answers among the stars.
She said nothing. Waves of longing and sorrow filled the atmosphere, creating an empty space between them, as if the sky itself felt the sadness that weighed on Fitran's heart.
"Sheena," Fitran's voice echoed—but his body did not move. In his heart, he felt an unspoken heaviness, like the ocean crashing mercilessly, bringing him back to memories he wished to forget.
Sheena turned.
Her eyes were soft... but distant. A deep sadness intertwined in her gaze, like a star whose twinkle was faint—yes, like hope lost in the folds of time.
"You love me, don't you?" she said softly. [Memory 1]