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"I need to wait for what you ask for," Alessandro insisted."Perhaps you would be better off where you are, in what you have, brother. If it were so easy to obtain, it would have been given to my sister." "Where do you believe?" Alessandro asked. "In their land? Are you safe?" "No," Cassian replied. "You could go to the land of the fairies and face betrayal," Alessandro warned. Maya spoke up, taking her brother's place. "Barto will not go to the land of the fairies, nor will he allow it." Alessandro tried to change Maya's mind, but this time it was Barto who interjected."Your majesty, just like I am half..." he began, but hesitated, "I feel it, but I don't think I can accept your request." Alessandro felt a mix of excitement and discouragement. What he wanted was a place he couldn't go, and in the end, they were left with more questions than answers-a greater mystery troubling his mind. Was she really his mother? This was something he had pondered when Cassian had mentioned that she was the author of the book that spoke of fairies and elves. But what Maya's brother had said only deepened his restlessness.Maya's face reflected anxiety and fear; she worried for her brother's safety, knowing that the queen of the fairies would find a way to bind him to their realm, just as he was bound there. Barto noticed her distress and looked at her. "Maya will go to the last stage, so it changes," he said. "That guy, I like money, but I am not more free. So that face changes." Maya felt a bit calmer listening to her brother's words, though she felt a pang of regret for Alessandro. Seeing his disappointed face weighed heavily on her."Alessandro, I'm sure you would give anything to achieve these mirrors, but just as Abril is important to you, my brother is important to me, and I won't allow you to do something as risky as going to the land of the fairies. I hope you understand." "I understand, and I apologize for suggesting something that could pose a danger to your brother. That wasn't my intention; I just wanted to see Abril and hear her voice, even for a moment. Your absence has blinded my understanding. Please forgive me." Maya held him close, her heart aching for both of them.Barto immediately understood what his sister wanted to do. He took off the clothes he wore to play with her and, with a grateful look, extended his necklaces to her. "I would like them. They are not the same as the mirrors I want; they are something similar, but these necklaces can connect me with Abril and let me hear her voice as if she were here. You only have to get there." "Use one of the necklaces and wear the other," Barto suggested.Alessandro hesitated for a moment, unsure if he should take the necklaces that Maya was offering, especially since they seemed important to her and her brother. "Are they safe?" he asked. "If you can take them, I'll just give them to you. When Abril returns, they will return, and if you can use them, the queen told me that only the fairies could wear them, but I'm not sure that's true. She is very good at hiding the truth." "Thank you. Test them before sending them; if not, they will be released immediately." Alessandro looked at Barto, recalling what Maya had said about the mirrors."I said it before, Your Majesty, those mirrors were created by humans, and thus they are something that a human should know. I am curious about how to enter your majesty's existence regarding those mirrors." "My mother wrote a book of stories for me and my brothers when we were young. In one of those stories, she mentioned these mirrors, but I am sure they were real." "By all means, I will find it," Alessandro said, leaving the room in search of the book of stories he had heard from his mother. "Hello, Barto. Long time no see. How have you been?" he greeted.Barto completely ignored Cassian and turned to speak with Maya. "Maya owes me a visit with Farell. Papa is wishing to see you." "Maya can't travel; she hasn't been feeling well," Cassian interjected, casting a cold glance at Barto before softening his gaze at Maya. "What's wrong, Maya? Do you want me to call Oriol?" he asked gently. Maya knew that a healer like Oriol could do nothing for her; the only one who could help her was Abril. "It's not necessary; I'm fine. What's happening is..." "Are you safe?" Cassian pressed. "Yes, I'm safe." Cassian felt uneasy seeing Barto there."Barto, why are you ignoring them?" he asked. "It's simple. It's my sister's fault that everything has to happen, and she suffers a lot. She is my family, and for you, it's my fault I'm missing her, and I can only see her. You need to understand why I treat you the way I do." "No, I don't believe that," Cassian replied, confused. Maya realized that her brother must have been trapped in his own thoughts when he overheard Cassian speaking. She didn't feel well, which cleared her doubts. Her brother knew she had been there, and she hesitated to ask Cassian what else he knew.noveldramaThey shared an uncomfortable silence for a moment, both lost in thought. Barto looked intently at Cassian, his golden eyes reflecting a depth of emotion. "Have you inherited elven blood? I wonder if you have powers like your mother," he mused. Alessandro entered at that moment and interjected, "She's too young to know." "I know; I was just wondering if it was the same for me," Barto replied. Alessandro handed over the book and watched as Barto began to read the stories contained within. Each tale seemed to resonate deeply with him, and he turned to Alessandro, curiosity shining in his eyes."Who was your mother?" Barto asked.