The prince of water
Two men matter most in Ivy's life, two exceptional men, one a hero she has always admired, the other the ruler of an Empire she has always envied, two men with indomitable personalities and extraordinary powers who nevertheless hated each other long before they knew her. She loves them both. So who in the end will win her heart.
Stolen
- No, more like stealing something you care about very much. Or at least that's what you think.
- Now you are also playing the great psychologist in addition to being a hero? What do you actually know about people? You don't know me. You have no idea how I feel.
-So you're saying that you're going to abandon Zideriale and the world to their fate because you think you're inferior to the princess?
I didn't know what to say, but then the answer came out execrable.
- Well, yes.
Zion shook his head.
- And to think that I saved your life. To think that I told you how much I respected and admired you that night. What a waste I made of it. Why waste my time saving someone so weak and petty. I should have let you be tortured to death and gone to fetch the princess to do this great task, for I am sure she would have done it.