Xael
A year later, there is no sign of Xena. I have been all over the world and to Mauve a multiple times and nothing. It is like she just vanished on thin air.
I return to the pack to find another mail from her. I don’t have to open it to know what it is. It is the eighth divorce papers she sent me. Like others before it, there is just no way of tracing it. I now know that investigating the mail company will yield nothing.
“You will have to forgive me, My Love. I will never divorce you,” I mumble as I tear the papers.
“She is out there. Find her,” I tell Carl, who nods.
I am fuming when I get to my chambers and find our bedroom completely changed. Xena’s clothes are nowhere in sight. Her scent is gone.
I am fuming and ready to tear someone apart when I storm to the corridor.
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