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She has an iron heart in a velvet body. 

He's like a black hole inside the sun.

She's strong with fragile pieces. 

He's fierce above his afraid self.

She was the light in his gloomy world. 

He was the darkness that took her last shine. 

She became the aspire of his life. 

He made her life aimless.

She wants to revenge him.

He wants to acquire her. 

She searches for freedom from him. 

He captures her in a golden cage.

She fell for a person she hates the most.

He loves a person who he can't love. 

He was her enemy with a tag of a husband. 

She was his fear with a title of a wife.

Face of Fate

Within a moment he was at her back, sitting on Onyx behind her. The wind around them blew heavily, waving her cape in the air. Her heart skipped a beat. She gulped then opened her mouth to speak.

"What are you?" She asked in a low voice.

The next moment she spoke, everything was back to normal. The wind around them settled calm. The temperature that was dropped to cold was back to normal. Cressida wandered her eyes on the normality. Zorion bends forward and took the reins in his hands. Cressida jerked and turned her head around. She looked at him through her shoulder. His face was usual and there was no change in his eyes.

"What happened just now?" She asked. Confusion and worry clearly showed up in her voice.

"Nothing," Zorion replied and turned her horse around to the direction of the East.

56. The antidote