Ace’s POV
Ovelia rested against , her breathing slow and even as the night wrapped around us like a comforting blanket. I gently wrapped my arm around her waist, ensuring she wouldn’t slip from the saddle. I wasn’t sure how she could sleep while riding, but I figured the late hour and exhaustion had finally caught up to her. The first light of dawn was still a few hours away, and the forest was quiet except for the rhythmic clopping of hooves.
I’d noticed a strange scent coming from Ovelia’s pocket for a while now—sothing I’d never slled before. My curiosity grew as I glanced down and saw a faint glow from her pocket. Suddenly, the fabric rustled and stirred, rousing Ovelia from her sleep.
"Ace?" she murmured, her voice a sleepy lody.
"Is sothing wrong?" I asked, concern threading my tone.
"Nothing, you’re just warm," she replied, leaning into , her soft warmth a balm that soothed my anxiety. She still hovered in the clouds of dreamland, her eyelids heavy.
I glanced at her pocket again, the glow now shifting into a rainbow of colors. My curiosity peaked. "Ovelia, are you hiding sothing?" I asked, but she didn’t respond, her breathing steady as she drifted back to sleep.
Carefully, I opened the pocket of her dress and saw a fairy nestled inside. Its rainbow-colored wings shimred faintly, and its white hair glowed softly in the dim light. My wolf stirred but didn’t feel hostile toward the creature, which reassured . Still, I knew others couldn’t find out about the fairy—they might experint on it or worse.
"Don’t hurt him," Ovelia whispered, her voice still thick with sleep as she grasped my wrist, her grip light yet firm. Then, almost instantly, she released and fell back asleep.
"It’s cold; close the door," the fairy murmured, still half-asleep, his tiny voice barely above a whisper.
"What door?" I asked, baffled.
The fairy blinked awake, his wings glowing brighter as he looked up at . "You’re the useless prince who can’t save his mate," he said, his voice sharp.
I clenched my fists, refusing to let his words wound . "Are you trying to mock ? You’d better control the glow of your wings before anyone finds out you exist," I said; my tone was sharp, a silent warning lingering in the air.
He glanced at his wings, and the rainbow glow began to fade as if he sensed the weight of my words.
"Sir Ace, I saw sothing glowing in Ovelia’s pocket," Kai called out from behind us.
"Is that the unique flower you gave her?" Colt asked, his tone curious.
Flower? I glanced at Ray, who was riding ahead. He looked back at , his expression serious, while Ann, sitting behind him, gave a knowing smile. It seed they already knew about the fairy.
"You two are just hallucinating. You need sleep and rest," Ray said, his voice firm.
"What are you all talking about back there?" Philip called from the front, his voice cutting through the tension.
"Nothing. Just focus on the road," Ann shouted back, her tone light but dismissive.
My gaze returned to the fairy. "Fairy, are you the one who saved Ovelia and Ann?" I asked, my heart pounding.
"Yes, how did you know?" he replied, surprise flickering in his eyes.
"Ann could’ve deflected the attack, but I didn’t see any wounds on her. And she can’t cast magic strong enough to redirect electric magic into the sky. When I saw you, I figured it was you who saved them. I’ve read that fairies can use strong elental magic by drawing energy from nature. By the way, thank you for saving them," I said, my voice softened, the weight of gratitude lifting my spirits
"Oh, so you’re not as stupid as I thought. And you’re welco," the fairy said, his tone still sharp.
This fairy had a sharp tongue, which was starting to annoy .
"Now that you’re awake, I think it’s ti for you to leave Ovelia alone," I said, my voice firm.
"I can do that, but I won’t," the fairy replied coolly, crossing her arms defiantly. "She radiates an aura that rejuvenates my magical power. So, I’m not leaving her side anyti soon."
"What do you an by that?" I asked, eyebrows knitting together as anger bubbled beneath the surface.
He leaned closer and shut Ovelia’s pocket, the action dripping with annoyance. That fairy was really getting under my skin.
"Everyone, I can see the village!" Colt shouted, his voice triumphant and filled with excitent.
I caught faint echoes of relieved laughter from the villagers we had saved. Their joy washed over like a warm wave, montarily dulling my irritation.
"I’m upfront; why did you spot the village before I did?" Philip called, disbelief etched in his voice.
"Because you’re a human," Kai shot back, laughter erupting in the air.
"It’s unfair!" Philip pouted, his exaggerated complaint sending us all into fits of laughter.
Ovelia’s POV
Laughter enveloped like a gentle embrace, coaxing back to consciousness. Peeking through my lashes, I t Ace’s gaze. His eyes sparkled with mischief, and a warm smile spread across his face.
Heat flooded my cheeks, and I couldn’t help but smile back.
"Oh, you’re awake. Perfect timing—the village is just ahead," Ace said, his voice warm.
I squinted at the road ahead. "I don’t see it," I replied, bewildered.
At that, he urged the horse into a gallop, the wind whipping my hair around us.
"What’s the rush?" Philip exclaid, his voice tinged with surprise as we surged past him.
Soon, the village ca into view, its lights And there it was. As we drew closer, the village erged from the distance, a tapestry of lights twinkling like stars against the night sky. It was breathtaking, a beacon of warmth and life.
As we approached the village entrance, I noticed figures lining the path, their silhouettes illuminated by the glow behind them. When we finally reached the entrance, I gasped.
•Thunoa Village•
I can see clearly that the villagers stood waiting for us, smiles stretching across their faces, eyes sparkling with joy. It was my first ti witnessing so many people eager for our return, and my heart swelled with gratitude and relief.
The villagers we had saved leaped from their wagon, racing towards their families. I could hear the mingled sounds of laughter and tears, the air thick with emotion. They were thanking us profusely, and indeed, I hadn’t done much to deserve their gratitude. Yet, standing amidst this joyful reunion, a warmth blossod in my chest.
"Our pain and effort are worth it, especially for monts like this," Ace declared, his voice filled with conviction. The others nodded in agreent, their eyes glistening with shared pride.
As Ace dismounted, the others followed suit. He reached out a hand to help down, his touch sending an electric jolt through . Just then, I spotted Ann approaching, her smile radiant, lighting up the now bustling scene around us.
"Ovelia! Ann!" I heard Mrs. linda call, causing both of us to look up.
She ca rushing towards us, arms wide open. The mont she enveloped us, warmth radiated from her embrace, wrapping us in a comforting cocoon. I held her tightly, wishing for a mont that she was my real mother, savoring the love that poured from her heart.
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