Vaehandre: Where The Stars Fall [Under Revision]

Chapter 11: The White Knight

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Aiden opened his eyes and backed away from Alistair, flustered and gasping for air. Alistair blinked slowly and motioned to the door. Aiden strode out of the infirmary and headed toward the terrace.

Looking at the distance, his eyes start to flood with tears. He doesn't notice Ingrid sitting on the staircase of the gazebo.

"Aiden?" said Ingrid softly.

"Ingrid." He wiped away his tears.

Ingrid approached him. "You got all your memories back?"

"I did," he blurted out, still staring at the distance. "You were right ... I– was–important."

"May I," Ingrid said as she moved her hand closer to the side of his face.

"Go ahead," Aiden said hoarsely.

She closed her eyes and concentrated. After a while, she took a step back.

He glanced at her waiting for a response, an explanation. She had none.

"I don't want this to be my fate ... everything in my life has already been set. I..."

Ingrid brushed away a lock of his hair and placed her hand on his cheek. She looked at him longingly. She pursed her lips.

...

"You should go to her."

Aiden held her hand, still on his cheek, confused.

"You should try the garden, they have lovely light flowers there."

He eyed the garden. Ingrid slipped her hand out of his grasp and took a step away from him, she smiled at him encouragingly. Her eyes were glazed.

Aiden went to the garden, he slowed his pace as he walked on the stone path leading to the entrance. He saw Lôra in her white dress tending to one of the light flowers; it looked like clusters of white light in the branched out greenery. He took his time walking towards her.

She stood up, sensing an intruder; she nearly jumped out of her skin.

He stopped. He saw sadness on the curves of her face, a sadness that stirred a feeling in his chest, a yearning for closeness. His heart felt stricken. He beamed at her.

Lôra's skin radiated, knowing he recognized her. Her silver hair reflected the moonlight. They moved closer.

He looked into her winter grey eyes. He held her hands, their foreheads meet. They closed their eyes, just feeling each other's touch.

. . .

"How did you find me?" Aiden said eagerly.

"I followed Ahlgéta. Once the barrier remained, I knew you were still alive." She scanned his face.