Nina was fearless, but Nash held her hand tightly. Although Dominic did not say anything, Nina noticed the cold fury in his eyes, making him look like a demon emerging from hell.

As the ruler of a nation, Dominic was not accustomed to anyone speaking to him in such a tone, except during wartime.

"You'd better pray you don't end up alone..."

Before Dominic could finish his sentence, Nash angrily cut him off. "If you want to kill her, you'll have to kill me first!"

Determination flashed in Nash's eyes, spreading through his entire being in an instant.

Dominic did not respond. His lips pressed into a straight line as he stared at Nash for a few seconds before finally turning and leaving.

After Dominic left, Nina grasped Nash's hand. "Maybe you should go back to Salterra and follow your father's plan..."

everything was settled. Because of uncontrollable circumstances, I couldn't be by your side. But now, at this point, I can't leave you because... you're

throat, making it difficult to speak. The discomfort was overwhelming, as if a sharp blade was scraping

of him, prioritizing his safety, even if

for him, those five years apart

he endured immense pain and suffering, all for Nina. Now, the thought of being separated from her again was unbearable. Nina felt

Nash's cheek, her fingers brushing against the scar on his forehead. Her

to countless days and nights. She could not imagine

sixteen anymore. I can understand

she was desperate to return to

his fingers with hers, holding her hand firmly. "I'll go

for a moment,

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