There wasn't much to rely on, if not him... This was the thought that most tormented the young girl as she changed while awaiting the arrival of the King. She had just removed her robe from behind the screen, when a flash of blue lit up the room for an instant. The man's shadow was reflected on that velvet wall. His shadow was smaller and smaller with each step that brought him closer to the sweet girl, still hidden behind the screen.

Slowly, he leans towards the back of it, hoping that his fire muse will give him a pleasant vision, but his robe already covered it.

"Faster than usual..." he said with a nod of discontent.

"Why did you call me...?" The girl's youthful beauty accompanied her as she walked across the room, until she reached an armchair upholstered in red silk: there, at the first look of curiosity uttered by the man, she squeezed her legs, and began to speak.

"If I called you, it's for something important to me..."

"Tell me" he said, changing his expression after noticing some melancholy in her words.

"...that I miss something... At first I thought it was just a melancholy obsession with something I already have, but I felt it coming back, day after day... Then I realized that what was pressing on me, what gripped my heart, was of a path that I have never fully traveled, something that I should have done a long time ago, but that .... Time has never allowed me to be able to do..."

Tevìr moved towards her, bending down, bringing the two faces at the same height, and gently stroking hers...

"Retrace the path of my life, on the contrary... Understand more about what happened, what why…Why was all this wrong done to me…"

"And why did you summon me?" he asked then, almost perplexed.

"For now, maybe it's not right that I do it, detaching myself from the others... Maybe it's destiny..." After these last words, the man tilted his face slightly, as usual, to express his sarcastic perplexity.

"If now you're thinking about it, it's because you want to do it, or you wouldn't have called me... If until now you haven't managed to complete this will of yours, if you've never retraced that road, it's because the path was poorly lit... But now you're great, you are a queen, and let's face it…With all the fire you have, it will always be noon on the road"

She gave a hint of a smile, still a little sad from all the thoughts that pressed into her head.

"I assure you that fate he's thinking of something else right now"

A warm kiss, and not her dress, now warmed the young alchemist.

"Now, but the lights are not needed"