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I didn't stay in Thailand. I couldn't torture myself by watching her friends talk about the wedding, and have Isabelle act like nothing happened, like things weren't confessed and hearts were not open, only for them to retreat back into their shells because of words that were spoken. I blink away the memories and mindlessly play MineCraft, walking through the village as the waking villagers move around, a few iron golems watching me. Mother would be upset if I told her what had happened, but my entire family seemed to radiate an aura that made it seem like they knew what happened. Mother would be upset because I didn't take what I came for, fearlessly and boldly save the day. I wasn't like the average White Warrior, I was the shy Irven, who lost his mate to a human. Irven, who, when he