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Cassiel stepped closer, placing a gentle hand on Alessandro's head. "You need to see what's in your mind.Open your eyes and think about your wife." "Yes, I-" Alessandro hesitated, the memories of Abril flickering in his mind like a distant flame. But as he searched for her, he found only emptiness. The moment felt unbearable, and Cassiel's hands were a reminder of his discomfort. The sun outside felt like a cruel joke, shining down on a heart that felt so heavy. "Can you recover your memories?" Cassiel inquired, tilting his head. "Memories don't just vanish," Alessandro replied, frustration lacing his words. "What does it mean?You can remember what you don't have, but if you never release a memory, it disappears completely." Abril felt as though a cold bucket of water had been thrown over her. Deep down, she believed that one day she would awaken and tell him that she remembered. She clung to the hope that he would return to the man she had loved with such fervor, but with each passing moment, that hope dimmed. Seeing Abril so pale, Alessandro moved closer, wrapping an arm around her waist. "Are you alright?" he asked, concern etched on his face. Abril pulled away, her voice firm."I want to be alone." She headed for the door, and Alessandro felt an urge to follow, but he held back. "It won't be easy knowing you may never remember," he said, his voice heavy with resignation. "I hope you find peace, but if you need to search for someone else to be happy with, then do it." After a moment of contemplation, Alessandro returned to his cell, feeling the weight of his decision. "Ella is my friend," he murmured to himself, "but I don't think I'll ever have her back." "I suppose you feel it," Cassiel said, his tone gentle. "You have to act even when there are no recollections.But it's not just about you; she needs to hear those words. She needs to know that even in your absence, you still want to be with her." Alessandro recognized the truth in Cassiel's words and let go of his anger. Before he could spiral into madness over Abril, he turned back toward the guardians' room. "Go back to the guardians' room and make sure you return," Cassiel instructed, his voice firm. Alessandro complied, his heart heavy. "I would like to say thanks, but it feels like a curse," he muttered.Cassiel stepped outside for a brief walk, yearning to feel the wind on his face and the sun's warm rays before returning to the guardians' room. There, he spotted a young girl gazing up at the trunk of a tree, lost in thought. He approached her cautiously. "What are you doing?" he asked. "Sir Cassian," she replied, her voice soft. "I'm just thinking about the truth. This is the first time I've left my home, and I feel a sense of nostalgia." "Why are you in the human world if you wish to return to the land of the fairies?" Cassiel inquired. "Because I can't do it now," she explained."It's been too little time. I want to wait until Lissana is a bit older, so the distance between us feels shorter. It's difficult for me to be away from her." "Are you the successor to the throne?" Cassiel asked, curiosity piqued. The girl looked at him intently, her gaze reminiscent of Cassian's, yet there was something different about her-her demeanor, the way she moved. "Who are you?" she asked, her tone cautious. "Yes," he replied, stepping closer to her. He watched as she focused on the trunk of the tree, her thoughts seemingly entwined with the magic of the fairies.noveldrama"I imagined I would find a door at the top of this tree, just like in my dreams," she said wistfully. Cassiel looked at her and said, "Hey, open the door to the land of the fairies for me." "For what purpose?" she asked, suspicion in her eyes. "I want to visit an old friend. It's been a long time," he replied earnestly. The girl hesitated, sensing no malice in his request. "But I can't do that right now," she said. "It's been too short a time since I left." Cassiel pressed on. "Please, I just want to see my friend.I promise I won't stay long." "The queen will be furious if I open the door without her permission," she warned. "I am your friend," he insisted. "Please, just open the door for me. I'll change the blessing; I won't stop you." "What blessing?" she asked, intrigued. "A blessing that will protect you from evil," he explained. "You don't want to miss out on this, especially in these dark times." The girl felt the weight of his words, sensing the urgency in his tone. She didn't want to destroy the door to the fairy realm; that would create a significant problem.After a moment of contemplation, she nodded. "Alright, I'll open the door for you." With a gentle touch, she placed her hand on the trunk of the tree, and the door creaked open. Cassiel stepped forward, a sense of anticipation swelling within him. "This is my blessing," she said, her voice steady. "It will protect you from evil, even from monsters. Don't neglect your back." Cassiel felt a rush of energy as the blessing enveloped him. "You have not seen me," he said, a hint of mischief in his tone. "Agreed?" "Just know that the door will close at any moment," she warned."I don't have enough power to keep it open for long." "Then let's hurry," he urged, excitement coursing through him.