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Shadowy wings passed over the ruined castle.

When Aidan stopped “feeding” the spell, it crumbled like a house of cards.

He came down, worried the few remaining servants might be dead, afraid they had been buried under the ice.

But they found no trace of any bodies.

"Looks like that Lisa woman at least had the decency to let them go before they took Isabella out," Nyx said, blowing out a puff of white breath.

Blizzards whipped through the mountain pass, but Aidan’s power kept her safe.

"I don’t know where she went, I didn’t see her again on the battlefield," he said, frowning.

But right now, they had more important things to do than worry about Lisa’s fate.

"Aidan, I don’t like this place for Isabella. She stayed locked in here for too long."

"I kept her… I was the one who kept her locked up…" he murmured with a sad smile.

"Aidan…"

"But that’s enough. I swore I wouldn’t speak of the past again," he said, taking her hand and kissing it gently.

"Let’s take her to a beautiful hil