Chapitre 643: The Hidden Village

Ever since Penelope gave him the details of her vision, no ever since he saw how Princess Lethia looked at Lyn. Rhys dreams of waking up and finding her dead body, he dreams that he would wake up in a world that no longer has her.

"Lyn!" Rhys exclaimed. He woke up gasping for air.

There were bruises on his arms and legs. But, that was all. Huh? This is strange, did the spell not work? He should have sustained more injuries than this.

"Calm down young man." There was an elder man by the bedside.

"Sorry, my companion-"

The elder man nodded and pointed to the room next door. "We moved her to the other room. Unlike you, however her injuries are more severe."

Rhys eyes widened when he heard those words. How is that possible? Unless, he recalled right before she fell asleep she kissed him. 'That idiot' what on earth was she thinking?

'I love you Rhys.'

'You underestimate my feelings.'