Venturing out alone wasn't his original plan, but if fate willed it so, he would adapt. As he gazed upon the vast expanse of the road stretching toward a new destination, he contemplated what his next destination held and what thrilling adventures awaited him on this uncharted path.
'How nice it would be if I had you Cassandra.'
A wave of sadness washed over his countenance as he pondered on her absence. His face adopted a solemn expression as he delved into the memories that haunted him – a tragic sequence of events that led to the irrevocable loss of the first woman he had ever loved.
Cassandra had been cruelly torn away from him by his own father, the nefarious Malachi. As the rightful heir to the throne of Aarkans, Marcus had defied expectations by choosing to remain among the humans, devoting himself to their protection and forsaking the power-hungry desires of his father.
