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never shown interests in anyone. It was unlikely that she had fallen in love with anyone prior to her loss of memory. Still, it was completely possible. Maybe one day she would regain her memory and reunite with that person. He didn’t like that possibility one bit.
    What was so bad about Nala having someone to love and love her back? There would be someone to take care for her. That would lighten his worries quite a bit. That person would make sure she get her meals on time and buy her new clothes when the seasons changed. Nala would love a companion who could challenge her intellect.
    Damn, he felt like he was getting replaced.
    Possibility this, possibility that, what was he thinking? He should think about the piece of land they would buy together. He saw a beautiful green field covered by a light layer of frost on their way to the Black City. Perhaps he could get an identical one. He closed his eyes and counted the sheep they would have.
     
    He wanted to sleep in the next day. Exhaustion had caught up to him and all he wanted to do was rest. He turned around and found the other half of the bed empty. Nala had waked up far too early again. He buried his face in the pillow when the bright light of day was interfering with his plan.
    Something was not right.
    He could tell that it was not morning’s first light. It is already noon if he was not mistaken. It was the first time in many years he slept until noon. Ah, it didn’t matter. He would sleep until he appeased the tiredness in his body.
    When he woke again, it was already evening. The innkeeper was knocking on the door asking permission to come in. Since Nala wasn’t there, he granted it. The innkeeper placed the dinner on the table and then headed toward the exit.
    “ Wait a minute,” Sayan called him back. “There is only one portion here.”
    “ Yes, one portion for you. Your sister told me this morning that she will not be coming back, so I only prepared one portion for you.”
    “ You must have misheard,” Sayan replied. “Get us another potion. She will be back soon.”
    “ I’m very sure she told me that she won’t be coming back,” the innkeeper said. “She already paid for the room in advance and took her horse with her. She didn’t tell you she was leaving?”
    Sayan quickly glanced at the fat bag of gold on the table and then at the heavy blade at the foot of the bed. He bolted off the bed to check their baggage. There were only his clothes inside. He launched himself at the innkeeper and grabbed him by the collar.
    “ When did she leave? Which direction did she go?”
    “ She left very early this morning and she was heading toward the city gates…” the innkeeper replied with a shaking voice. “That’s all I know, please don’t hurt me!”
    He let go of the innkeeper and the man fled out of the room as quickly as he could. Sayan tried to remember the conversation last night. He knew she was asking strange questions, but why couldn’t he have guessed she planned on leaving? Why didn’t she take him with her?
    It was his second time being abandoned and it hurt far more than the first. Find her, his head beckoned him, find her. He gritted his teeth, grabbed the bag of gold and slammed it against the wall.
    “ She doesn’t want you! She lied! She is like the rest of them! Everything she said was a lie!”
    The feeling of starvation returned again, and it wasn’t for food. It was the same sensation - lightness, numb, and an overwhelming urge to sleep. He knew why she had left, but why was he so angry with her? She had a good reason, but so did his parents. He felt the rage wallowed up in his throat. He felt a thirst that only tears could quench, but he didn’t know how to cry. He had never cried in his life.
    Where did she go? Where did she go? Could he catch up to her now? Sayan rushed to the stable for his horse. He mounted it without putting on a saddle and headed toward the city gates. She wouldn’t be there. She was far gone by