Chapter 45: The Price of Dreams

The day of the ritual arrived, and the ambiance of this place sent shivers down my spine.

We had climbed to the highest peak of the mountain, a desolate and eerie location. A very cold place. The moon loomed above, casting an ethereal glow over the rugged terrain. And as the wind howled, carrying with it a haunting melody that echoed through the silent night, I finally felt that fear.

We gathered in a circle, the air grew thick with an undeniable sense of foreboding. “Zarion, I’m nervous,” I whispered and squeezed his hand.

“It’s okay, love. You got me. I’m here for you.”

I nodded at him. “Thank you.”

“There’s still time to back out.” His nose flared as if angry. “Are you really sure about this?”

I glared at Zarion, so he lifted a hand to bring himself to shut up. “I’m very sure, Zarion. There’s no turning back now. This is my decision.”

“Okay, love.” Zarion grinned, “I was just asking.”

“You can’t change my mind.”

“I know. I just want the best for you. And I hope that you won't regr