Sitting with her eyes closed, Elianora Moonwhisper's mind wandered back to the messages she had received from Crown Prince Kaidën through his pigeon. The messages had been brief, but they had given her a glimpse into the prince's experiences on the battlefield. She remembered the day the first message had arrived, how her heart had skipped a beat as she saw the prince's familiar handwriting.
"The war rages on," one message had read. "We've defeated many Carnifex today, but our challenge lies ahead. The enemy is more cunning than we anticipated. They seem to adapt to our tactics, making it harder for us to gain ground. But we won't give up. We'll keep fighting until we emerge victorious."
Another message had spoken of the strange creatures they had encountered. "We've seen Carnifex with five legs and seven legs," the prince had written. "They're unlike anything we've ever seen before. Their skin is tough as steel, and they're not afraid of anything. They just keep coming, wave after wave. We've had to devise new strategies to take them down, but it's an uphill battle."
Elianora's heart had swelled with pride and worry as she read the prince's words. She knew that he was facing unimaginable dangers, and yet he had taken the time to reassure her of his safety. She remembered the way her hands had trembled as she held the parchment, the way her eyes had stung with tears.
The last message had been the most poignant. "I don't know when I'll be able to send another message," the prince had written. "Tonight, we rest, but who knows what tomorrow will bring? I promise you, my love, that I will return to you soon. Take care of yourself, and don't worry too much. I will be fine. Your future husband, Crown Prince Kaidën."
Elianora's eyes fluttered open, and she gazed up at the sky. She wondered where the prince was now, whether he was safe, and when he would return to her. She felt a pang of longing, a deep ache in her heart. But she knew that she had to be strong, for the prince, for herself, and for their future together.
Elianora's days blended together in a haze of memories, her thoughts consumed by Crown Prince Kaidën. At 21 years old, she felt like her life was on hold, suspended in a state of perpetual waiting. She longed to be reunited with the prince, but the uncertainty of his return hung over her like a dark cloud.
The messages that had once been her lifeline, her only connection to the prince, had become increasingly sporadic. What was once a reliable weekly update had slowed to a trickle. A fortnight would pass, then a month, with no word from the prince. The silence was oppressive, weighing heavily on Elianora's heart.
She remembered the early days, when the prince's messages had arrived with clockwork regularity. Every seven days, she would receive a brief update on the war, a reassurance that the prince was safe, and a declaration of his love. But as time dragged on, the messages grew fewer and farther between.
Elianora tried to fill the void with routine, spending her days helping with the village chores, practicing her combat skills with Jædana, and exploring the surrounding countryside with Vanessa. But nothing could distract her from the ache in her heart, the constant wondering when she would hear from the prince again.
Sitting beneath the ancient banyan tree, Lyra's thoughts turned to Crown Prince Kaidën Darkhaven and Elianora Moonwhisper. As she reflected on their relationship, she realized the depth of their love for each other. It was as if their bond had transcended time and circumstance, a connection that went beyond words.
As Lyra sat there, she began to experience the intensity of their emotions. She felt the longing, the yearning, and the unwavering devotion that Elianora had for the prince. It was a feeling that Lyra had always desired, a love that would consume her entire being.
But as she delved deeper into her thoughts, Lyra couldn't help but wonder if Crown Prince Kaidën felt the same way about her. He had always told her that he liked her, but he had never explicitly said that he loved her. The ambiguity left Lyra uncertain, questioning whether the prince's feelings for her were genuine.
In contrast, Elianora's love for the prince was unwavering. She was willing to risk everything for him, to stand by him through thick and thin. Lyra admired her conviction, her selflessness, and her unwavering devotion.
As Lyra sat beneath the banyan tree, she couldn't help but feel a sense of longing. She too wanted to experience a love that would consume her entire being, a love that would make her feel alive. Even if the prince didn't love her, Lyra knew that she was capable of loving him with all her heart.
In that moment, Lyra realized that she believed in true love, a love that transcended time and circumstance. She believed that couples were meant to be, that their love was written in the stars. And as she thought about Crown Prince Kaidën and Elianora, Lyra knew that their love was genuine, a true love that would endure despite the challenges they faced.