"Roll the gate!"

Arian could feel the trembling on the other side of the wall as the guard caught sight of him and Raya approaching.

Raya felt the cold shiver climb through her legs to her entire body, freezing her fingers.

She stared at the gates like she had just seen a ghost. And not a friendly one.

The one from the past that she promised to leave behind.

Yet, here she was.

She peered down at Arain, who was walking beside her. Bare feet and bare-chested, he grabbed onto the rope leading the horse.

Unlike her, he had pure gleam and bliss in his eyes as he stared past...