Elian's POV
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At the break of dawn, on the fifth hour, Elian, Kyren and Lucian were already walking out of the palace.
Elian still remembered how the system had reminded him almost cruelly last night about the deadline for breaking the curse. He'd gotten so comfortable after weakening it that he forgot.
[And whose fault is that? Mine?]
'I didn't say it's your fault.' Elian nearly face-palmed. 'But a reminder while I was in the middle of a funeral and constantly worrying about my psychotic mate destroying the palace—'
[Okay, okay... I get it! Jeez. You're talking like you don't have till tonight to complete it.]
How comforting...
"So, hold up." Lucian's voice as they approached a Lunarian stealth craft broke the banter. "Elian... You said to break the curse, we'll need to enter its origin point." Pausing, he swerved his head to him. "What's that supposed to mean?"
Elian honestly wasn't so sure himself.
