Thank you for reading on ! We provide free access to all our stories, but maintaining this platform requires ongoing costs. To keep the site running and continue offering free content, we display advertisements. You can close the ads anytime, or upgrade to premium membership ($5/month) for an ad-free reading experience while supporting our mission. You can also earn premium for free by completing simple tasks. We truly appreciate your understanding and support!Losing control was a struggle. Abril fought to keep her feet grounded as branches and stones swirled around her. The chaos had raised a whirlpool, and she felt the sharp cuts on her arms as she tore at her clothes, trying to shield her face from the debris that threatened to blind her. Reaching Alessandro was no easy task. She screamed with all her strength, but her words seemed to vanish into the air. Alessandro stood amidst the tempest, his head bowed against the force of the wind. Abril felt herself being pulled away, the last remnants of the wind's fury sweeping her off her feet."Alessandro!" She called out repeatedly, but he did not respond. Abril knew she had to break through the wall of wind he had conjured. With little magic left, she managed to weaken the storm just enough to slip through the final barrier. She reached him, wrapping her arms around him tightly. "Alessandro, you must stop!" At that moment, as she held him close, Alessandro regained his senses. The tornado he had summoned dissipated, along with the chaos that had consumed him. "Aby, what are you doing here?" he asked, his voice laced with concern. Finally, she felt the weight of her exhaustion.As she collapsed into his arms, her pale face sent a wave of fear through Alessandro. The thought of losing Abril, just as he had lost Lissana, was unbearable. "Aby! Wake up!" he shouted, panic rising in his chest. Meanwhile, Sirius had fought valiantly against the monsters, finally managing to rid the area of their presence. Just as he thought he might find a moment of peace after his arduous journey, he was met with a far more distressing sight: Alessandro cradling Abril, pleading for her to respond. Sirius approached them, noting Abril's pale complexion. He feared the worst."She used her magic, didn't she?" "Curse it! She shouldn't have used magic," Sirius muttered, frustration evident in his tone. "She had no choice," Alessandro replied, his voice strained. "She was trying to save me." Sirius shook his head. "We can't do anything for her now. We just have to wait and see if she can recover." "Will she die?" Alessandro's voice trembled with desperation. "She's strong, with a great deal of magic. I'm sure she'll pull through," Sirius reassured him, though doubt lingered in his heart. From a distance, Princess Cira watched, her thoughts heavy with concern."Is anything happening?" she asked, glancing at her sister. "I'm worried about Abril, but I believe she's strong enough to survive this," Cira replied, though uncertainty gnawed at her. "Isn't there a thought to kill her? After all, she deserves to suffer for what she's done," a voice interjected, bitterness lacing the words. "I don't want her dead; I want her to suffer," Cira retorted, her patience wearing thin. "I've had enough of everything I love being taken from me." As the tension mounted, Kiara rushed into the room, her heart racing at the thought of her mother.She felt a mix of curiosity and concern for her sister, Sophia. "Could it be Aunt Sophia?" she wondered aloud as she entered, only to find her mother cradling a baby with black hair and golden eyes. "Is that my cousin?" Kiara exclaimed, eyes wide with surprise. "Kiara, how many times have I told you to knock before entering?" her mother scolded gently. Ignoring the reprimand, Kiara approached, staring at the baby until tears filled her eyes. "I thought Aunt Sophia was gone! Is this my first cousin?" "No, Kiara. This child isn't Sophia's daughter; she's mixed-race," her mother explained."Wow, she's beautiful! Where's my cousin?" Kiara asked, searching the room. "I haven't found her yet, but I'm sure she's somewhere nearby," her mother replied, her tone softening. "Did you take her?" Kiara accused, casting a wary glance at her mother. "You're too soft, Kiara. You need to learn that only the strongest survive in this world," her mother admonished. "This is dizzying," Kiara muttered, feeling overwhelmed. As Lissana began to cry, her mother handed the baby to Bleir. "Take her away; her cries are unbearable," she said, exasperated.noveldramaKiara watched as Bleir took the baby, treating her with care. "I'll take care of her. In Bleir's hands, she wouldn't last a day." "This girl needs to be isolated," her mother insisted. "She's a baby!" Kiara protested, feeling a surge of protectiveness. "Kiara, leave her be," her mother urged. "No, I won't!" Kiara shot back, her frustration boiling over. "You're treating her like she's nothing. She's part of our family, and we share our resources with her." Enora sighed deeply, feeling the weight of the situation."If you allow me to decide, I believe the best course is to let Princess Kiara care for the baby. I promised to look after her." "I suppose you're right. For now, I'll let Kiara take charge," her mother conceded reluctantly. Gala approached, her expression serious. "Your Majesty, what about Dantriel?" "I wanted to ensure he doesn't get close to Kiara or the baby," her mother instructed firmly. "As you wish, Your Majesty," Gala replied, bowing her head in compliance.