"I didn't forget about you," Eiravyne said, her voice thick with emotion. "Please don't think that I forgot my saviors!"
Seeing Elara and Zain again was like reuniting with dear friends she had feared lost forever.
Despite their initial motives to avenge their sister, the unwavering dedication they had shown in saving her had forged an unbreakable bond.
They had risked everything, and their devotion filled her with profound gratitude and respect.
Elara's eyes, filled with tears, pleaded with Eiravyne. "Eiravyne, we need your help," she said, her voice trembling with desperation. "Tell him... tell your husband that we helped you. We helped you escape... we didn't do anything bad to you... please, make him understand."
Eiravyne's heart ached at the sight of Elara's distress. She squeezed Elara's hands tighter, feeling the urgency and need in her grip.
"I'll do whatever I can," she promised, her voice steady despite the fear gnawing at her.
