–Frey Starlight's Pov–
For the first time in what felt like forever,
I actually felt alive—as my muscles slowly relaxed beneath the cold water.
It had been raining for weeks across this forsaken island.
Naturally, the river Daemon and I were sitting in was freezing.
But the chill helped soothe the tension in my body,
Easing the fatigue—if only slightly.
And ever since the Moonlight incident, I'd started to prefer the cold anyway.
As if my body had changed somehow after enduring that curse for so long…
Silence lingered between me and Daemon.
Minutes passed slowly.
Eventually, he was the first to move.
He stood—showing off that hulking physique of his—and began to leave.
"Leaving already?"
I asked casually.
Daemon responded in the same indifferent tone.
"There's no point in sharing space with someone like you.
I won't attack you now—
But if I see you again…
I'll crush you."
This was the second time I'd crossed paths with Daemon on this island—
