Chapter 17.

Unauthorized Visit.

Fleyra's voice reached Magnus, who recognized her melodious voice, and almost as if he were moving unwillingly, he descended back into the human world as if the pain wasn't strong enough to make the same mistake again for the same woman...

The Great Immortal watched his disobedience, but hoped it was only a farewell, that this woman would not disturb the prince's life again, and that this unauthorized visit was only a goodbye, although secretly he whispered: don't betray me, Magnus, don't fall into temptation, don't make me hurt you again...

However, the prince followed the voice that guided him and soon found her there, her face covered in tears at dawn. Entering his estate was she, Fleyra. His appearance was as if he had returned from war. He was wounded and could barely stand, yet he called her... Fleyra... Fleyra...

She realized that he wasn't a mirage of her eyes deceiving her. She asked: Prince, ¿is it you? ¿Is it really you? And he assured her: It's me. She ran to where he was and, seeing his wounded body, asked what had happened to him...

¿How did you get here? But he only said: I came to say goodbye. My city has been attacked in war. I will not return to this land. Please do not look for me again. Hearing those words, she felt them like a stab in her heart...

And taking his hand, she said: Okay, Your Majesty, I will not look for you again, but tonight rest on my property. Let me be your host and treat your wounds. And although he wanted to refuse, he ended up agreeing...

It was daytime, it was too early for night to come, and she knew it, so they were both inside the property. She removed each of his garments and silently shed tears at the sight of his ribs, almost all of them broken…

It was impossible for someone in that condition to walk, to move as he had done only to say goodbye forever. It was then that she asked him: ¿Have the people who left these wounds on your body paid for what they have done?

But the answer was: You cannot inflict harm against your own nature; you can only remain silent and not make the same mistakes again. But she insisted: ¿What mistakes can a distraught prince make?

It is impossible for someone like you to make mistakes; In that case, the people who attacked you only wanted to match his power, only wanted his title, and of course, ¿who doesn't find it attractive to be a prince? 

Please don't let the one who hurt you hurt you like this again, otherwise, my heart will remain broken and I won't be able to accept this farewell...

Although her words were soft and welcoming with a velvety tone, he couldn't tell her the truth. He could say that he was a prince, but not of this world, that he was an angel who had been punished for carnal pleasures, or that his injuries were her fault, the fault of both of them in that encounter.