**"Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.For to say goodbye to love or when in love is to die a little… " by Kahlil Gibran & Raymond Chandler**
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The night before, in Indicy's chambers and in his surreal palace. He entered with Lendon in his arms and placed her on the bed. He just could not get enough of her and handled her like the most delicate of eggs … like the most precious thing he had in his life at the moment, and to him, she was.
This was the first time she got a proper look at his chamber. The room was easily about three to five times bigger than the one she was in earlier.
"I hope no more snakes manifested in that room after we left," she thought but at this moment that was unimportant to her. She knew that he would have taken care of it if it were so.