Ozia watched the magic shuttle of the foxes fly away with a pang of guilt and pain in his chest.
He didn't know why he was feeling the way he was feeling right now. It felt foreign and forced, like an unwanted pregnancy he was forced to care for.
He thought about the kiss that Isabel had given him and couldn't help but smile a little.
That arrogance that Ozia was known for seems to have been completely washed away as he wore a silly smile.
His chest felt tight, his body felt light.
"The world is about to end and you are here being tamed by a bloody vixen," Kael's voice came from behind.
Ozia turned around with fear in his eyes to see his father standing there, tall and proud under the artificial night sky.
There was silence.
Ozia gazed at his father's tall figure, wondering how long he had been standing there.
"Father…I…" Ozia stammered as he subconsciously took a step back.
