Kamrynn’s POV
Lorien watched me with those burning crimson eyes, his expression unreadable. Then, he let out a slow, measured breath and leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees.
"I've never met anyone quite like you," he mused, his voice smooth as silk. "Someone so willing to fight for something, even when you know you can’t win."
I stiffened at his words but kept my posture firm. "And what makes you so sure I can’t win?"
He gave me a knowing smirk, tilting his head slightly. "Because I already know how this ends."
A cold chill ran down my spine. "Then why don’t you tell me?" I challenged. "How do you think this will end?"
Lorien chuckled, low and dark. "You’ll fight," he said simply. "Because that’s what you do. You’ll foolishly try to take your memories back, and I’ll have
