Her voice sounded sad. She whispered so softly that Vsilemar had to take a step closer to hear:

“If I had called, prince, you would have come right away.” He ran with all his might, so much so that your horse would fall. But I didn't call...

For some reason, Vsilemar felt ashamed. He lowered his eyes.

“We could never have been together,” he admitted.

The man stroked her skin with his words like salty rods, but Vierra withstood that blow as well. She just quietly replied:

“I know, my prince. You can be calm, your golden cages do not appeal to me. Their brilliance will not replace the light...