"I want to be able to trust you again... I want that more than anything... what can I do? For all of this to be past us? For a new start?" Kahlel had asked, revealing a vulnerable side for the first time since Chantria came to know him.
"Was there ever a time, that you did trust me?" Chantria had asked a question that weighed heavily on her mind since she had accepted her fate as Saint Chantria.
"A long time ago... truthfully, I can no longer recall what it felt like..." Kahlel admitted honestly.
"I will remind you...all of you..." Chantria said decisively.
These were the words that had been exchanged between Chantria and Kahlel after a knee weakening kiss.
And now, Chantria walked down the hallway of her castle, heading out to answer the call of the third hall, the first step she would take, to truly become the Noble Saintess of the Kalavan Deep.
