chapter 60- An internal war

I looked up into the night sky with a heavy heart, torn between my love for Malachai and my duty to the Heaven's Guerrillas. Months had passed since we had parted ways. I had known our relationship was doomed since the moment it had started, but I still felt like I had been cut in two.

I knew we were part of a rebellion group created by Lizana herself to fight against the dark king's oppressive regime. But sometimes I felt our actions were misguided. I wanted to go down a different road, but my conscience wouldn't let me.

The tug of war between my love for Malachai and my duty toward the Heaven's Guerrillas has been playing on my mind ever since we said our goodbyes. I felt like I could move mountains for him, but my conscience turned my love into a sense of guilt.

No matter how much I tried to push it away, the echoes of his voice still lingered in my head. I resigned myself to the fact that I had to choose between my love and loyalty. I had to find a way to accept the consequences and live with my decision. I wanted more than anything to go back to his side and choose love, but duty called to me instead.

I snapped out of my thoughts when my brother Arthur, an ice fire swordsman and archer grabbed my shoulders. 'Hey, Lily, you still there?' He asked with an amused grin, raising an eyebrow.

'Yeah,' I said, shaking off my thoughts. I was a fire, wind mage, archer, and swordswoman. We had the same deep brown eyes but my wild curly hair was much different than Arthur's short straight locks.

He nodded and stepped back, looking at me expectantly. He knew Lizana, the leader of the Heaven's Guerrillas, wanted to talk to me.

When I entered Lizana's chambers, she smiled at me warmly, motioning for me to sit down.

I was speechless. I couldn't believe Lizana was asking me about how I was doing. She had seen what was really happening between me and Malachai, and yet here she was, concerned about me.

I glanced at her, taken aback. "I-I'm okay," I stammered, my voice suddenly very small.

She studied me thoughtfully, her voice soft. "I wanted to see how you've been doing," she said.

I averted my gaze. I wasn't sure what to say - I hadn't expected her to ask about me. But then again, I was grateful she did.

'It's been... difficult,' I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. I felt a lump forming in my throat, and I struggled to push it down.

Lizana gave me a sympathetic look. 'I'm sorry,' she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

I looked away, trying to blink away the tears that were forming in my eyes. I was grateful that she cared enough to ask, even though I knew it was risky for her.

'It's okay,' I said softly, trying to stay as composed as possible.

"You've been a valuable member of the Heaven's Guerrillas, and I know you've been through a lot," Lizana said before rapidly turning the conversation towards her purpose, "but I must ask, Lily, where do you stand with the rebellion? Do you remain loyal to us or not?"

Lizana smiled sadly. "whatever choice you make well be here for you," she said. "You're not alone."

I swallowed the lump in my throat before looking Lizana in the eye and nodding solemnly. "Yes, Lizana, I'm with you and the Heaven's Guerrillas. I've made my decision."

Lisanna smiled, her hazel eyes narrowing.

Glad to hear this news. "You and Arthur will be an invaluable asset to our mission," She said in a friendly and professional tone.

I nodded again, then stood up to meet her, determination coursing through my body. As much as I love Malachai, my duty is clear. I'm with the Heaven's Guerrillas and I'm ready to fight for freedom!

Tears began flowing freely from my eyes, my cheeks wet with emotion. I hadn't expected her to be so caring and understanding. I felt embarrassed at my sudden show of emotion, quickly wiping away the tears with the back of my hand.

"Thank you," I said, my voice trembling.

She nodded, giving me a comforting smile. "Take care of yourself," she said.

I nodded, feeling a wave of gratitude wash over me. I didn't know what I would have done without Lizana's kind words.

"I will," I said softly.

Lizana smiled reassuringly before walking away. I watched her go, feeling a strange mix of emotions. I was relieved, grateful, and touched, but I was also scared. What was going to happen next?