Baraion was busy with his thoughts thinking about how he was Talindra's friend and slowly they fell in love. He looked around to get a look at her but she was nowhere to be found. He needed to ask why she was back. He needed to face her.
He took a deep breath and listened for Talindra's thoughts. He had to find her. He could feel her agitation. "No, no don't let me lose now," she kept screaming in her mind.
"Lose? Lose what now?" he mumbled.
"What dear?" asked one of his girlfriends.
"Nothing! I have to talk to someone, I will be back," said Baraion and ran towards the lift.
Talindra was pacing near the lift, distraught. Edhelriel was standing close to her watching her walk. Talindra knew she lost yet she was wishing for a miracle. How could Drelduin get that girl to walk with him within seconds? She wanted Ghilana to walk away from him. She was in the mood for winning. She would hate to lose. Little did she know that her wish came true.
