assistirfilmes Chapter 377 His mother, his woman -1
Chapter 377 His mother, his woman -1
"What were you doing all this time?" Angelina inquired, her voice gentle yet probing.Jaegar took a moment to collect his thoughts before recounting his harrowing experiences.
"I was kidnapped by some men," he began, his gaze distant as memories flooded back. "I think Lorcan knows them, and my magic was sealed. They even blindfolded me, and I spent a lot of time unconscious." His voice trembled slightly as he continued, "Later, I fought as a warrior in the arena… and then, I fought in the war." He paused, the weight of his words hanging heavily in the air. "When I returned to the empire, I found out I had been labelled a criminal."
He explained everything that happened from the mountain to the time he returned to the empire.
"I came as soon as I could, but by the time I arrived, you were gone. I couldn't trace you or the men that took you. I
"It's in a dangerous place called Graverane Forest," Angelina replied, her tone grave.
"Can you take me there? Maybe I can help you find her," Jaegar suggested, hope igniting within him.
Angelina shook her head gently, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Not now. I'm still in recovery, and no one knows about my condition. We need to keep it that way."
She took a breath, her gaze softening. "I will return to my home, and you should go and meet Diana. I'm sure she must be eager to see you."
Jaegar nodded, a sense of eagerness bubbling within him at the thought of reuniting with his aunt. "You're right. I miss her."
Angelina motioned to an acquaintance she knew in the city, requesting that they arrange for a carriage.
As dawn broke over the horizon, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink, the carriage arrived, its wooden wheels creaking softly against the cobblestone street. He changed his clothes.
Jaegar stepped up into the carriage, his heart racing with anticipation. "Thank you for everything, grandmother," he said, turning back to her.
"Stay safe, Jaegar," she replied, concern etched across her features. But she was too happy to hear him call her grandmother. It was sort of filling her with love she had forgotten.
With a final nod, Jaegar closed the door of the carriage, and it began to roll away, the sound of the horses' hooves echoing in the morning air.
Meanwhile, Angelina turned away from the departing carriage, her mind already drifting to the task ahead. She would head to the farmhouse, where the quiet woods would help her recover.
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Pierre's carriage rumbled along the cobbled streets of Scroartint Central City, the largest and most vibrant city in the empire.
As the snow began to fall again in thick, soft flakes, he leaned back in his seat, his mind occupied with thoughts of the tasks he'd left behind at the office. As soon as he returned, he was slumped with work, barely having time for himself or Jennifer. They both had been still adjusting to the city life; the city certainly seemed different from what they heard.
The city itself was a sprawling expanse of stone and iron, glittering under the winter's night sky.
Its towers and domes stood tall, rising above the rooftops, where chimneys puffed white smoke into the air, like warm breaths escaping into the cold. Even in the heart of winter, Scroartint thrived—merchants from every corner of the empire came to trade, and the streets were never truly quiet.
Pierre had spent hours combing through endless paperwork in his merchant company's office.