But it wasn't. It would never be him again. So she had to find the strength to forget him.
Darian turned to his mother when he felt her wake up, and her look on his face. An upset look.
"Mother."
"My love, I was worried."
"Really?" he made, amused.
"Yesterday wasn't a day like any other," she said in defense.
"You don't have to apologize, Mother. I know that."
Ivy bit her lips slightly.
"You went looking for that stranger who is looking for that person, didn't you`"
"At first yes, and as I failed to find him, despite my powers, I gave up, and... I returned to the palace of yore. To that person's palace."
Ivy couldn't help but let out a slight sob.
"Me, I never went back there, not once, since he left."
"Why? It's been a hundred years."
Ivy sniffed as she shrugged.
"A hundred years, or a thousand, or more, will never change that kind of love."
Darian studied her for a moment, then smiled.
