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role for the Nythagiéns and especially for
you.”
    “ Gina, it’s you I love
because you really are her,” Leyance coaxed.
    “ You don’t know that, not
for sure. I can’t complicate my life and yours further.”
    “ No, you can be true to
yourself. Please…” he began and kissed her cheek. Gina paused,
wanting to hold him close, but was unable to. A single tear rolled
down her cheek.
    “ I can’t now,” she stated
coldly, pulling back. Leyance let go of her. After a long pause, he
responded.
    “ Alright.” With that, he
got up and walked out the door, closing it behind him. As soon as
the big doors met together, the tears came streaming down Gina’s
face. Her eyes never left where he had disappeared.
    So here I
am , she thought. Heaven, paradise, utopia – but no longer. I can’t do this. I
can’t even sort out my own feelings so how am I suppose to act on
those feelings towards Leyance and my people. I’m not their queen!
I can’t be, I just can’t…
    Gina knew she would never be the same again
as she sat in the dark, tears freely flowing, believing that
nothing could become worse. Yet, in a few short hours, she would
find herself proven wrong yet again.

    Leyance’s heart sank. The woman he loved
could not bring herself to love him and the knife dug deep. There
was no way he could sleep, so he meandered through Nythagié. He saw
the lit river, the quiet homes here and there tucked into the
trees, the manor, Gina’s balcony… It hurt to look there, but he
found himself staring there the longest. For a split second,
Leyance almost thought he saw her shadow at the window, but he
blinked and, yet again, she was simply something out of his
reach.
    Traveling further, Leyance’s gaze shifted to
the hills, which then went on to grow into mountains. Sitting on
one of the hills, he saw the faint outline of a cottage. It was
there that he and his fiancé had sat many hours simply to relax and
be in the company of the other. It was there that he had asked her
to marry him. It was there that she had accepted. It was there that
they had spoken promises to only each other and the night.
    A sigh escaped Leyance’s lips, and he turned
back to the manor. He walked up the steps and through the halls.
Walking past the council room, he saw a familiar figure.
    “ Fheyrhil, don’t you ever
sleep?” he asked. Fheyrhil smiled.
    “ I am unable to for the
same reason as you,” he replied.
    “ Highly doubt that. You
can’t sleep because Gina doesn’t love you?” he joked.
    “ Because she will not admit
her feelings for you. If she fears that, then she fears all. Gina
is breaking slowly,” he stated.
    “ I know she is. I feel it
too.” He paused, pondering. “Did you know that I just…?”
    “ Visited Gina? You know I
do.”
    “ That is an awesome power
to possess, Fheyrhil. The Gift of Knowledge is always good to
have.”
    “ Yet, it comes with a
price. Sometimes knowing only offers more confusion. Gina would
understand such a statement.”
    “ All too well,” Leyance
replied. “What should we do about this?”
    “ About her memory or about
your relationship?” he asked smiling. Leyance smiled nervously. He
didn’t want to admit it, but his key goal was to help Gina remember
loving him. Through that he had hoped that she would remember
all.
    “ It does not work like
that,” Fheryhil answered to Leyance’s silent thoughts. “Yet, you
will not change approaches.”
    “ I can’t. I still feel that
she’ll remember through remembering she loved me.”
    “ The prophecies above all
rule. You cannot change them. You cannot stop Gina from meeting
that evil.”
    “ But what if remembering
through that evil kills her?” Leyance asked fearfully.
    “ That could perhaps happen,
but I do not believe that will be her fate.” Fheryhil paused. He
understood Leyance’s position and felt pity. He also understood
Gina’s confusion and how she was at the edge of sanity. He felt it
in his connected heart.