I couldn't believe my eyes! Ivan was alive! Not dead! He was alive and standing right in front of me.
I laid curled up against the ground as I stared up at Ivan who was looking at me with an apologetic smile. Beside him was Tag'arkh who was busy glaring at her sister. Right now I didn't care about that, all I cared about was the fact that Ivan was right in front of me.
He looked better than when last I saw him. He had this aura about him that screamed of a powerful presence. Ivan started for me but I moved backwards. I shook my head at him when he tried to reach for me again. This must be a trick! This must be some sort of trick! Because I watched Ivan die in my arms, I watched the life drain from his face! For crying out loud, I mourned him! I mourned him for a month!
"Arianne!"
Should I do a Tag'arkh POV?