What is a date?

Weeks had passed since I first stepped into the duke's mansion. Time sure was fleeting.

Under the shade of my favorite tree in the garden, I smiled. Since that's day, I never missed a day without reading in here.

Every day, I got to learn new things from Fabian and from all those amazing individuals who had inked their knowledge into words. I owed them, and I'd be forever grateful.

My fear of the unknown, my fear for my life, my fear for being devoured… I never got to think about them anymore. In fact, I don't fear them at all.

Knowledge was indeed power.

Even if my life ended now, I've got no regrets... or I may do have a few. My struggles in the past were worthwhile, nevertheless.

"Uh… Gorgeous, I'm dying! I think I need some energy. A kiss sounds good. What do you think?" I heard Sam groaned before he laid on my side.

Slowly, I moved my gaze to Sam. He was lying on his side, his hand propping his temple, his gaze locked with mine.