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After escaping from the secret base, they stopped in a secluded place. Caspar gently set Avira down and looked at her pale face with concern. He turned to Loren and Aidan and said, "Is there any way to treat Avira?"
Loren frowned in thought and finally said, "We need Iliad's magic and herbs. But first, we need to make sure this place is safe and that Severin can't find us."
Aidan tightly gripped the axe, looking very discouraged: "We failed in this battle, but we cannot give up. Avira has shown us the way, and we must continue forward."
Iliad quietly walked to Avira's side and began to cast healing magic. A gentle light flowed from his hands, shining on Avira and bringing her a glimmer of hope.
That night, they spent in the valley, filled with worry and anxiety, but it also strengthened their determination.
Avira slowly regained consciousness under the care of her companions and the treatment of Iliad. She opened her eyes and saw the concerned faces of her companions, feeling a warm surge in her heart. "Thank you all, I'm lucky to have companions like you," she said weakly.
Caspar gently held her hand and smiled, saying, "I'm just glad you're okay, Avira. I was so worried about you getting hurt."
The road to recovery was long and lonely. Avira lay in a small hut woven from leaves and magic, reflecting every day on her failure to confront Severin.
The night fell, and deep darkness enveloped the entire fairy tale world. The cold wind pierced through the window crevices like a blade, disregarding the fragile lives. Avira curled up in bed, pain fleeting across her face as she tried to resist the intense pain from her wounds. However, it was on this dark and cold night that Iliad became her most solid support in this chaotic world.
Iliad sat by Avira's bedside, holding a bottle of medicine and bandages, preparing to change Avira's medication. His eyes, usually as cold as ice, were now filled with tenderness and concern. His movements were extremely careful, ensuring that each touch would not bring Avira any additional pain.
"How are you? Still in pain?" Iliad's voice was deep and powerful, every word exuded concern.
Avira gently bit her lower lip, despite the lingering pain, she didn't want Iliad to worry, "Much better than when I first got injured, thanks to you." She tried to cover her vulnerability with humor, "I've found out that you're not just a prince, but also a pretty good doctor."
Iliad's mouth curled up in a barely perceptible smile, a rare sight. "In this world, we all have to learn to protect ourselves and heal," he replied succinctly, but it was enough to let Avira feel the determination hidden behind him.
After finishing the medication change, Iliad gently tucked Avira in, ensuring she would have enough warmth on this cold night. Then, he sat by the bedside, quietly keeping her company, his usually aloof eyes now showing an indescribable tenderness.
Iliad is not good at comforting people, and every word he says seems so clumsy, but for Avira, this is the most sincere comfort. "You will be fine soon, I will be here for you." His voice was deep, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the bottom of his heart.
In the dimly lit room, only the flickering candlelight cast their shadows. Avira gazed at Iliad, whose usually cold and unfeeling face had softened at this moment, with a hint of care unconsciously revealed in his eyes. Suddenly, a strange impulse rose in her heart, a mischievous thought of wanting to break the silence.
She smiled slightly, planning her own little tricks in her heart. Iliad was completely focused on sorting some herbs, completely unaware of the mischievous glint in Avira's eyes. It wasn't until she approached lightly, moving so gently that it seemed as if even the air had not noticed.
"Iliad," Avira called softly, with a pretended serious tone, "Thank you for taking care of me, I really appreciate it."
Iliad looked up, his usually icy eyes shimmering slightly in the candlelight, as if trying to understand Avira's true intentions. However, in that instant, Avira leaned in gently and quickly planted a soft kiss on his cheek.
This sudden gesture left Iliad momentarily stiff, then his expression changed from calm to shock, and finally to a deep blush. The prince, who always maintained composure and dignity, now had a deep crimson hue, and his usually serene face became quite charming, even showing a hint of shyness.
"Avira, you...," Iliad tried to find the right words but found himself completely at a loss for words at that moment.
Avira stepped back, her eyes filled with a victorious gleam. She couldn't help but laugh lightly, "It seems that our long-haired prince, besides his cold expression, occasionally shows such a cute side as well."
Iliad Almost subconsciously, he touched the kissed cheek, trying to regain his usual composure, but the unnatural blush betrayed his inner feelings. After a brief silence, he responded lightly, his voice containing a barely perceptible tenderness: "You make it hard for people to focus on work like this."
Inside the small room, a warm and subtle atmosphere filled the air, but the moment Caspar appeared at the door, everything froze. Not only shock and anger were written on his face, but also an indescribable surge of emotions. Avira sensed the almost burning jealousy and resentment in Caspar's eyes, and an involuntary unease rose in her heart.
"Iliad, how dare you!" Caspar's voice was full of murderous intent as he moved like lightning, lunging straight at Iliad. In that moment, his claws drew a chilling light in the air, with an astonishing momentum, pressing Iliad.
Iliad's reaction was equally swift. Beneath his usually calm and reserved exterior lay a combat instinct that was not to be underestimated. Facing Caspar's attack, though his face still carried a hint of flush, his normally deep and icy eyes became even more cold and severe, as if to freeze the surrounding air. He deftly dodged, displaying remarkable agility and alertness.
Just as the two were about to erupt into a more intense conflict, Loren and Aidan rushed over at the sound. They were equally surprised by the scene before them, with Loren looking puzzled and concerned, while Aidan wore a panicked expression.
Avira attempted to intervene, her voice calm yet slightly stern: "Caspar, stop this at once! This is not the way to solve the problem." Her gaze locked onto Caspar, and the bone-chilling coldness in her eyes caused the previously agitated Caspar to involuntarily halt in his tracks.
"Stop, both of you!" Loren shouted, while Aidan took the opportunity to grab the impulsive Caspar, attempting to pull him away from Iliad.
In this tense atmosphere, after being forcibly pulled away by Aidan, Caspar could no longer suppress his emotions. His gaze, determined and pained, was fixed on Avira: "Avira, I can't accept your feelings for others, especially for Iliad. I love you, and I don't want to see you with anyone else."
The sudden confession left Avira with mixed feelings. She never expected Caspar's emotions to be so intense and difficult to handle. Facing Caspar's passionate yet desperate gaze, she felt powerless. In this moment, she not only had to confront the choice between love and duty, but also how to resolve the conflicts arising among their comrades because of her.
Taking a deep breath, Avira knew she needed calmness and wisdom at this moment. " Caspar, I appreciate your feelings for me, but our top priority now is the harmony of the team and the mission to fight against Severin. Each of us has our own emotions, but we cannot let them affect our goal," she said calmly and firmly.
"I know this is difficult for you, but we need you, we need your strength," Avira turned to all her companions, her eyes revealing not only the responsibility of a leader, but also a solemnity towards destiny. "We are a team, we need unity. Only then can we defeat Severin and protect this world."
Avira's words silenced Caspar, his eyes still holding unquenchable emotions, but in the end, he nodded, indicating his agreement. Loren, Aidan, and Iliad also expressed their support for Avira.
At this moment, despite the conflicts and contradictions within the team, they have a greater understanding of the importance of unity and the common enemy they face. The emotions between them, though complex, have also become an inseparable bond between them.
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