ZINA'S POV
*One Year Later*
It happened like a dream, but one year passed like it was nothing.
One year of healing her wounds and dedicating herself to the memory of her mother.
One year of not seeing Daemon.
And it was only after one year passed did she realize that the latter was in fact, harder than the former.
Mourning the dead was easy. But being away from the man she loved as much as she loved life itself whilst pretending it was the easiest thing to was was so hard. So damn hard it took sheer willpower not to run away from the temple to the Ice Palace.
And now that the waiting period was officially over, she became at such a loss she could only stare into space that morning, thinking about nothing in particular.
