Harlow wanted to cry. She was only a young woman who had led such a sheltered life until the day she went out to find the presumptuous man who claimed her as his bride. Ever since that day, her life had never been the same.
She had met countless people in her short journey. She had gone to Mount Tempest, Myreen, even two different realms. Now that she realized she had got more than what she bargained for, Harlow suddenly didn't know if she was ready for this.
Now that Raphael had confirmed that he didn't see Julian, Harlow was shocked and distraught. Was she imagining the whole thing? Was Julian even real? Or was it just Raphael playing with her mind?
Which part of her journey was real and which part was not?
Now, she didn't know anymore what to think. Were the elven princes real?
