Wivior led Elvira out of the room authoritatively. He had finally given her a chance, and her heart was over the moon. Her eyes fell upon his hand, firmly interlocked with hers. A hearty smile appeared on her face. She could feel her body tremble with all sorts of emotions.
After feeling lovelorn for days with tormenting pain, Elvira's heart was gleaming with hope again. If she showed her loyalty, she might not have to rely on the underworld's weapon to get his love back. With Wivior by her side, she would no longer be alone in her fight for change. His unconditional love was the most potent power in the world for her.
Once they walked out of the door, darkness and the desert sand were the only things stretching miles into sight. Elvira glanced back, and her jail had disappeared. Nothing mattered at that moment because the man in front of her was all she cared about now.
