Chapter 89 — BATTLE.

When Ethan and Amara heard this, their hearts dropped. They looked at each other eyes filled with worry. Ethan then shook his head, “that can’t be right can it?”

Elara sighed, her concern evident, “it is my Lord, the only way we can save Silverwood. Only I know this, but they is no other way.”

Ethan gritted his teeth and began to pace around.

“Surely they must be another way right?” He asked, but Elara remained silent.

Just then, Ethan remembered the last line of the prophecy, ‘a broken heart waiting for their lovers return,'

What exactly did that mean, that one of them really had to die? He remained silent for a long while before coming to a decision. He would die for Amara. As if Amara could read his mind, she shook her head.

“Absolutely not, you cannot do that. If someone has to go, it has to be me. I have caused you nothing but tragedy and misery. It was because of me that Alrond and Pearl turned against you, I don’t want you to live that kind of life ever again. I am going to have to be the one to go,” she said.

“What are you saying?” Mrs. Morgan asked in alarm. She had been listening to their conversation for a while now, so she could do nothing but speak out. She loved Amara so much and wasn’t ready to lose her.

“Look out mum, do you see Silverwood. I am the cause of all this. Once I die, everything will be solved. I just fear that if Ethan does, he would die for nothing and I will live the rest of my life in agony,” Amara said.

“I would prefer my lord and Amara should talk this out on their own. I have a room back there. Let us give them time to talk to each other,” Elara said.

Immediately, Amara grabbed Ethan’s hands and dragged him into the room. While they were gone, Elara forced out a smile.

“I rarely have mortal customers, do you want something to drink?”

“Yes,” answered Frank he was extremely thirsty.

“No,” answered Sarah.

“No,” answered Mrs. Morgan.

“Come on now, it would be rude for me not to serve my Lord’s guests. I will never forgive myself for aiding my Lord Alrond’s evil betrayal. At least let me do something to ease the air,” Elara said. She knew this wasn’t the time to ask them to drink, they had just heard that one of those two had to choose to die and if they don’t then a terrible fate would befall them.

Meanwhile in the room, Amara placed her hands on her head, pacing from one place to the other.

“You don’t understand, it is me they want, once I die, then you will be safe. Please there is no way out. Time is running out, Silverwood is in ruins,” Amara said.

Ethan shook his head, his head was folded, “Never will I think about killing you or leaving without you,” he said.

This statement made Amara pause, she looked at Ethan, “so you will prefer that Silverwood suffer for me? That innocent people die because of me?”

“Rather they die, than you should. Because if you do. Then I would be dead too, there would be no point of living without you here,” he said, his hands still folded as if he had made his decision.

Amara. Had heard from Alrond once that to get Ethan to change his decision when he had chosen or come to a conclusion was completely impossible. Ethan was stubborn, he got what he wanted, and did what he wanted. In fact Amara was lucky to have him. But now his moon spirit was gone, more than half his life source was gone, he was completely weak and vulnerable, his trusted loyal were dead, his only brother, the one who had been so close to him, had betrayed him and all this was all her fault. The rogue immortal used her to target Ethan. Ethan’s life was completely miserable and now he wanted to be the one to die. This was indeed painful to hear.

“But what about me? Why do you want me to do if you die?” Amara asked hopelessly.

“Same question goes to you too,” he said.

Seeing that this was getting nowhere. Amara nodded. She had only done this to make sure he knew that he was going to die. She had to change it later, she had to be the one who dies.

After their confrontation, Ethan dragged Amara into a warm hug.

“After this, leave Silverwood, go across the country with your family and forget about any of this.”

Ethan then kissed her. They lingered for a very while, kissing like it was their last. When they were done. They came out of the room. Amara’s face was down.

“What have you decided?” Sarah immediately asked.

Ethan ignored her and turned to Elara, “Take care of them, Amara will be back soon,” without another word, Ethan took Amara out leaving the rest behind.

Elara tried her best to calm the Morgan’s down as she told them not to worry. She knew that Ethan was the one going to sacrifice herself, but she didn’t know what was going to happen or how it would. If she guessed right, he wanted to die in battle. In front of everyone. That was messed up.

While Ethan and Amara arrived at an empty street. He took Amara out of the car and the came out and sat on top the car, looking at the empty street before them.

“Look, dying in battle is the only way out. I feel like when this is done they don’t have to do anything else to you. I am useless anyway and cannot protect you any longer,” Ethan said.

Amara immediately placed her hands on his. “You are not useless Ethan, in fact you are the best person one could ever ask for.”

She made her voice sound as soft as possible, but deep down she had other plans.

But before Ethan could respond. He heard a familiar laugh. They turned to see who it was and to their surprise, it was the rogue immortal, but this time in his original skin. As Nathan, the right hand man of Zathkanan Palace years ago.