I couldn't stay away.
I just couldn't do it.
I tried my best to move forward, forget about her, focus on ridding myself of the stupid curse but I couldn't.
I was three kingdoms away from the empire, dangerously close to my hometown and without the jewel the emperor so desperately wanted.
He'd sent letters, almost every day in the past four months, asking for my progress, asking how close I'd come to finding it.
He was desperate for it, which made me wonder if it were a wise choice to find it and give it to him.
I had no idea what he would do with t, at first, I didn't care, but now I had begun to contemplate.
The more I thought about her, the more I began to question just how many compromises I would make just to get my cure.
Just to be free.
I don't have much time left.
