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My daughter's life is entwined with a damned human, but the final choice is destiny.noveldramaYou must choose for yourself." "Go tell me," he had demanded. "When Maya wakes up, she will take you there," he continued, his voice heavy with resignation. "Cassi is miserable. I wanted a body that would insistently return to me until I accepted to marry him, but what he considered a promise of love had become a curse." He found himself lying on the ground, trying to digest what he had just said. After a moment, he got up, driven by hunger, but he forced himself to gather his thoughts. When Maya awoke, she found herself lying on a bed of flowers.She looked around and realized she was in the land of the fairies, a place that felt both foreign and familiar. Maya tried to rise, but her body felt heavy. Even as she attempted to get up, she struggled to find her strength. "Make sure you are well," she thought, determined to stand. As she reached for the door, it swung open, revealing the fairy queen. "You are not well; you should be resting. Go back to bed," the queen insisted. "Where is Cassian?" Maya asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "He is resting in bed," the queen replied, her tone firm. "You are weak and exhausted.You need to return to bed." Maya felt so weak that her legs threatened to buckle beneath her. The queen stepped forward, supporting her before she could fall. "Lie down," the queen commanded gently. Maya didn't feel comfortable lying in the flower bed, though it looked inviting. "I don't feel well. I thought I would recover if I returned here," she murmured. "That was before you married. Now your recovery will be slower." "Why?" Maya questioned, confusion etching her features. "It doesn't matter. You must rest," the queen said, her voice leaving no room for argument."You cannot leave here." "Do you want to see Cassian?" the queen asked, her tone softening slightly. "I want to see him," Maya replied, her heart aching. "You will see him soon," the queen assured her as she moved toward the door. Maya had thought of reprimanding her for many things, but instead, she simply said, "Thank you." The queen paused for a moment before continuing on her way, leaving Maya alone, waiting for someone to come in and take her to her beloved. Suddenly, the door opened, and several fairies entered, carrying clean clothes and jugs of water."Where is Maya?" one of the fairies asked. "We've been asked to prepare her," another fairy replied. "For what?" Maya wondered, her curiosity piqued. The queen entered just then and answered, "So you can see Maya." "Take me to her," the queen commanded. "First, change your clothes," one of the fairies instructed, her voice brisk. The queen did not want Maya to appear disheveled when she reunited with Cassian; she wanted her to be presentable. Once Maya was clean and dressed in fresh clothes, she said, "Take me to Maya." "Follow me," the fairy said, leading the way."How is Maya?" Cassian asked, his voice filled with concern. "She is weak, and the marriage mark has made her more debilitated. Her recovery will be slow, even though I have completely severed the bond she had with me. I couldn't do much," the fairy explained. "And the baby?" Cassian's voice trembled with fear. That was a question he had dreaded asking. Pregnant women faced many risks, and anything could happen. "The baby is fine; he is tightly attached to his mother," the fairy reassured him. Cassian felt relief wash over him."Thank God." The queen continued walking without uttering another word until they reached the chamber where Maya lay. Upon seeing her, Cassian rushed forward. "Maya!" he exclaimed, taking her face between his hands, searching her eyes for any sign of distress. "Are you well? Is there anything wrong?" he asked, his gaze scanning her body anxiously. "I'm fine; nothing hurts, just a bit tired," Maya replied, trying to ease his worries. Cassian hugged her tightly. "Thank God. You don't know how worried I was.I feared something terrible had happened to you." "We're fine, even though I thought I might die," she whispered, her voice trembling. Cassian opened his mouth to explain what had happened when the queen interrupted them. "Maya, you should rest. You need to recover." Cassian held onto Maya fiercely. "I don't think I can be separated from her." "You can't stay in this room. If you are here for a good reason, then let it be. People are sick; you can wait outside," the queen insisted.Cassian refused to let go of Maya, but he asked, "How long will she have to stay in this place?" "A few days or a few weeks. It depends on the person," the queen replied. Cassian looked at Maya, his expression filled with concern. "It will be a while, if it's something you don't know," he said softly. "Stay a little longer, just a little more," he pleaded. Cassian glanced at the queen, silently asking for permission, but she simply turned to leave. "Whatever you want, just try not to spend too much time together," she warned before exiting the room.Once they were alone, Maya asked, "What happened while I was gone?" "Nothing, just waiting for you to wake up," Cassian replied, his voice low. "Why do you treat the queen differently? I thought you hated her," Maya inquired, her brow furrowed. "I don't hate her; I just hate that she tried to take you away from me," he confessed, his eyes darkening with emotion.