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By the time Lissana reached nine, she felt a deep ache in her heart.It hurt to see Tarik drifting away, spending time with other fairies-beautiful, flirtatious fairies-while she felt left behind. One day, Tarik took Lissana to see the ancient tree in the glade, its blue leaves a sign of winter. "Tarik, is that what friends are for?" she asked, her voice tinged with hope. "I suppose so, Lissana. You are my precious friend," he replied, a hint of uncertainty in his tone. "Is it really like that?" she pressed. "Of course." "You're a liar," she shot back, crossing her arms. "We're not lying, Lissana." "Then why don't you treat me like your precious friend?Since you returned from the king, you haven't been the same." "When people grow, they also change, Lissana." She looked up at him, noticing how much taller he had become. His shoulders were broader, and even his voice had shifted. "You've changed so much that when I see you, I hardly recognize you anymore. I haven't seen my friend in ages." "Does that mean you no longer want me as your friend?" he asked, a hint of concern in his voice. "Yes, but I want you to be the same Tarik I know.The Tarik who always has time for me." "You're upset because I don't have enough time to spend with you?" "I'm upset because you say I'm your precious friend, yet you treat me like I don't matter anymore." Tarik ran a hand through his hair, a gesture that revealed his frustration. "Don't be upset. I'll try to spend more time with you." "Is that a promise?" she asked, her eyes wide with hope. His promises held weight, but he also had a lot on his shoulders. Just then, a voice interrupted them. "Prince, the queen has requested to see you." "Lissana, I'll see you later.I have to go now," he said, turning away. "You must always be strong," Lissana whispered as he walked away. She turned back to the ancient tree, wishing that one day her relationship with Tarik would return to what it once was. Later, Lissana found her mother, who had just finished preparing lunch. As she took her seat at the table, she asked, "Why are you upset?" "I'm not upset," Abril replied, arching an eyebrow. "Don't tell me you are." "Well, I am upset with Tarik." "Why are you angry with him? Did he do something to you?" "No, it's just... Tarik isn't the same anymore.He's always busy with other fairies, and I feel like I've lost him." Tarik was entering adolescence, and it was natural for him to be interested in other girls who adored him. But for Lissana, that was a difficult reality to accept. "He didn't abandon you when he was your age," Abril reminded her gently. "But we promised we would always be together." "That's a difficult promise to keep, Lissana. We're all dreaming. Someday, we might return to being human." "But... don't you want to go back home? Don't you want to see Papa again?" "Of course I do.noveldramaI miss him so much." "And he misses us just as much. No matter how beautiful this place is, it's not our home. We must return. Your father is waiting for us, and you can't rely on friends to fill the void when you're apart." Lissana finished her meal, her thoughts lingering on Tarik even as she contemplated returning to her kingdom. From that day forward, she stopped insisting that he dedicate more time to his magic, knowing he had improved over the years. New allies were on the horizon. Invitations to other kingdoms had been sent out, and responses began to arrive.Everyone agreed to meet in the kingdom of Cosset, where the atmosphere was charged with anticipation. A week before the gathering, the kingdom of Battet arrived. Prince Calum and his sister Sefora, accompanied by several servants laden with gifts, made a grand entrance. "Prince Calum Donvert of the kingdom of Battet salutes His Majesty King Alessandro Veriatte of Cosset," the young man announced, his elegant demeanor captivating. "Sefora Donvert, princess of Battet, salutes His Majesty King Alessandro of Cosset," she added, her voice melodic. "Welcome to my kingdom.Thank you for answering my call," Alessandro replied, his tone warm and inviting. "We always wish to be closer to the kingdom of Cosset. I couldn't pass up this opportunity," Calum said, glancing around. "Where is the queen? I haven't seen her," he inquired, looking for Abril. "My wife is not in the kingdom at the moment, so you won't be able to see her," Alessandro explained. "What a shame," Calum said, disappointment evident in his voice. Alessandro decided to inform Gabriel so he could make an appearance, hoping to lift the spirits of their guests.The day was long, and they would need rest before the festivities began.