Third Arc (Fallen Heart) - 211. Rumors II

Third Arc (Fallen Heart) - 211. Rumors II

"No way!" one of them exclaimed, his voice tinged with a hint of incredulity. "It may just be an uncanny resemblance, a mere trick of the eye."

The other, however, clung steadfastly to the conviction that they had indeed beheld the king in the flesh. "I am sure of it! I have seen him with my own eyes, when he returned triumphantly after conquering the kingdom of Zephyrus. Those sharp, penetrating eyes are unmistakable, leaving an indelible impression upon anyone fortunate enough to witness their intensity."

An unspoken understanding passed between them, a shared determination to unravel the mystery that had unfolded before their very eyes. Their gazes met, a silent agreement forged in the crucible of their desire for truth. Without hesitation, they embarked upon a frenzied pursuit, chasing after the husband and wife who had vanished into the depths of the darkened alleyway.

Their footsteps echoed through the narrow passage, each stride echoing with the urgency of their quest. But as they reached the end of the alley, their breaths labored and hearts pounding, they were met with a disheartening sight—the enigmatic couple had eluded their grasp, leaving no trace of their passage behind.

A mixture of frustration and confusion clouded their expressions as they exchanged glances, their hopes momentarily dashed against the rocks of disillusionment. Doubt crept into their thoughts, casting shadows upon the vivid tapestry of their imaginations.

"I told you," the second man uttered, his voice a mere whisper, tinged with resignation. "It's impossible. Why would General Frost protect the royal carriage if the king were roaming around the streets incognito?"

The first man's shoulders sagged under the weight of disappointment, his gaze cast downward, lost in a sea of introspection. "You are right," he conceded, his voice tinged with a mixture of regret and doubt. "Perhaps... Perhaps I allowed my desire for an extraordinary encounter to cloud my judgment. It is not uncommon for the mind to deceive the eyes, especially when faced with a tantalizing possibility."

The suffocating shroud of darkness that had enshrouded them like a malevolent mist dissipated, unveiling the White Moon Castle.

With a flicker of irritation etching her delicate features, Rose crossed the chamber, her graceful strides imbued with a trace of annoyance. She sank into the plush sofa, her gaze blazing with a fiery mixture of frustration and defiance. "All we intended to do was spread rumors that you were seriously injured. Yet, these rumors have taken on a life of their own, morphing into whispers that I am the one who is responsible for your injuries."

Angel settled beside Rose. He regarded her with an unwavering gaze, his eyes alight with a potent mix of understanding and reassurance. " I don't think it's all wrong." With a subtle gesture, he extended his hand, drawing her attention to the healed wound, a testament to the sacrifice he had made in the forest a few days ago.

A spark of frustration ignited within Rose's violet orbs as she grasped Angel's hand, her touch a blend of annoyance and concern. She examined the once-injured palm, now unblemished and pristine, her annoyance amplified by the knowledge of his extraordinary regenerative abilities. "Angelus Raizel," she murmured, her voice tinged with exasperation, "your ability to heal surpasses that of a mere mortal. That wound is nothing to ."

Angel's smirking hinted at a playful demeanor, his mischievous gaze fixed upon Rose. With a lighthearted tone, he couldn't help but tease her. "You seemed so awfully worried about me before," he taunted, his voice laced with a hint of amusement. As he spoke, he leisurely popped a small, caramel candy into his mouth, relishing its saccharine sweetness.

Intrigued by Angel's provocative comment, Rose couldn't resist the urge to respond. She reached out, swiftly plucking the candy from his lips. A smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth as she stared into his eyes. "Well," she began, her voice laced with a mixture of curiosity and caution, "can you blame me? I hardly knew a thing about you before."

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