Not Normal (Part 3)

Nalrond had spent years expanding on the research of his people, trying to undo what the human mages had done to them with Forbidden Magic. Now that he was finally close to the solution, he couldn't bear the thought of waiting one second longer, let alone weeks.

'It doesn't matter.' He closed his eyes and massaged his temples in an attempt to contain the resentment he felt burning at him from the inside. 'I need time to recover. If Friya sees me like this, she'll think that I've gone crazy and she'll never support my decision.

'I need to play my cards right if I don't want to-' It was then that the thought that Friya might not only not approve of his decision, but also break up with him pierced through the haze of his obsession.