AISHA
However, her heart seemed to have a mind of its own. It was like a plant that wanted to set its roots on the ground as her feet didn't want to leave at once.
Was it because, to be honest, it longed to see him after three long years?
"Of course not! Magnus is already enough for me," Aisha resolved to herself before she drew in a deep breath and peeked at the King of Gaea again.
He was now walking farther and farther away from her with the same manner of stride, bent, without even lifting his head to have a glimpse of the glorious sun.
'I wonder how he lived within those years,' Aisha sighed as her shoulders went heavy.
She clearly recalled how stressed he was, dealing with kingdom matters alone. It was her burden to help be his strength, then.
"Then," Aisha repeated to herself before dusting her cloak, ready to leave the Market Town with determination.
