Dying

As Ragi rode away, he felt his heart breaking. How did he miss the fact that she was obsessed with him?

He had been so blinded by the Emperor's affairs and his wife's death that he didn't see the one dying to be in his arms, even when she was right in front of him.

His mind replayed their first date.

There was always something about her. For some reason, he turned to back and forced his horse to a halt when he saw the smoke.

He knew it wasn't from the drawing. The smoke rising from the top of the mountain was too much for those frail pieces of paper.

Without hesitation, he turned the horse around and headed to the mountain with a pounding heart.

He prayed to the guts that she didn't try to harm herself. He would never forgive himself if she killed herself right after he rejected her.

“Please don't hurt yourself,” he prayed as he rode faster. He arrived at the foot of the mountain in no time.

“Darell!” He yelled, running up the Stony steps but there was no response. Dread oversh
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