A/N
Hi, lovely readers. The main story has ended. Just as a heads up, the side story is a MM, and it's going to be a dark theme roller coaster. If you enjoy this genre, then feel free to continue.
The story had already been written by me some time ago, I just adjusted a few things. So let's get in!.
It's already quite dark, and Juta stands amongst the thick trees. He feels sick, his stomach revolting at what he is watching.
From his hidden spot, he can see Amendiel approach Faelyn. Only a few seconds slower, and he would have been caught by that brooding dragon.
Despite the risk of probably being killed, it had been necessary to see Faelyn with his own eyes. The urge had been too compelling—to confirm that she's indeed doing well.
As well as to apologize for nearly taking her life. He hadn't meant to make her panic; the sheer alarm and borderline terror in Faelyn's green eyes when she saw him still squeezes Juta's heart painfully raw.
