This chapter is dedicated to @MonsterUnderTheBed!
Evie's pulse raced hard as her eyes strained to look at that figure that was moving closer. The hope that Zolan was not dead but still alive brought a hot stinging sensation to her eyes.
Though she strictly told herself not to get her hopes up yet unless she confirmed it first, she just could not help the waves of excitement from building up in her chest.
There was only one thing in her mind at that moment and that was to rush over to Zolan. She had never seen any dark faes wearing earrings so far, so she was more than certain that the man was no other than Zolan!
"That's a man, right?" Evie almost frantically asked the light fae behind her, pointing towards where the figure was walking towards them. Wanting to make sure if she was seeing correctly or were her eyes deceiving her.
