Aidan’s been out by the fountain for a while now. He’s definitely overextended himself and the pain radiating through his entire body is a testament to that. Though, truthfully, he cannot bring himself to care.

For a moment – a shining slew of minute, gold-tinged memories – he’d been himself again. Or as close to it as he’s ever gotten. Just once, the entire world had been on his side.

Then, he’d seen Edmund pull Aures close and the two of them glided ...