When Solandelle left Edward's mansion and returned to her bedroom, it was already past 3 a.m., which should have been a sleepy time, but she was so preoccupied that she was lying by the window wrapped in a quilt and staring blankly at the night sky.

In the second half of the night, the heavy snow had stopped, and the dark clouds quietly faded, revealing a bright night sky, and the stars were like pearls sprinkled on black cloth, exuding a magnificent halo, stretching into a magnificent sea of stars reflected in the pupils, which made her thoughts fly.

Solandelle is now very confused about the truth of the 500 years of the Fire Calendar, on the one hand, she feels that the matter has passed, everything has been settled, no matter what the truth of that year is, does it matter how long it has passed?

Not to mention that there is no way to explore the truth, there is no way to investigate, even if the dusty history is really revealed, what is the use...

On the other hand, Solandelle felt sorry for Lorna, and Sura's death could be said to be a knot that Lorna could not cross in her life, and it was also the strongest obsession.

As Lona's best friend, Solandelle knows very well that Lorna has a big personality and is sunny and cheerful, but she has a scar in her heart that can't be erased, she has a bad relationship with her father Sting, and always fights with Denisha, in fact, all to resist the loneliness from this scar.

Now, as Edward said, what Lorna knows and believes in is not the truth, so should I find the truth for Lorna and tell her the truth?

It stands to reason that it is wanted, after all, it is related to the white dragon Sula, and Lorna has the right to know everything.

But...

Not to mention how difficult it is to find the truth, even if it is found, is it really a good thing to know the truth? Will Lorna be hurt more by this? Make it harder for her to get out of this knot?

The most brutal part of history is here, and it cannot be changed.

If you don't know it, you can assume that it didn't happen.

Once you know it, you lose the opportunity to forget forever.

Solandale lay distracted in front of the window, alone in the darkness of no one, the confused man and the night sky that had existed for thousands of years looked at each other in silence.

The darkness was penetrating, and Solandelle grew sleepy and hazy, as if she had melted into the night.

She also had a nightmare...

She dreamed that she had traveled through time and was in the royal city of the 500-year-old Huoyao calendar...

The battlefield was chaotic, the dragons and winged beast cavalry in the sky fell like meteors, blood was sprinkled like rain, the city walls were devastated under heavy bombardment, the fierce fighting was non-stop day and night, the corpses of the dead were piled up one mountain after another, there were imperial guards, cardinal guards, provincial Qinwang army, and rebels...

The corpses in different uniforms are twisted and entangled, fighting before and after death, and the Grim Reaper freezes the picture at this moment, showing the world the blood and tragedy of this war.

She ran helplessly in the flames and smoke, she didn't know how long she had been running, she only felt that her legs were as heavy as lead, and her lungs seemed to be on fire, and she wanted to go to the palace to find her father and mother, to make sure they were well.

Eventually, she stormed the palace hall, which symbolized the supreme power of Dogulander.

The ancient throne was still there, and a familiar figure stood in front of it, the scarlet giant spear in his hand piercing the two corpses.

She quickly recognized that it was the bodies of her parents...

The king is dead, the queen is dead.

The Kingkiller seemed to hear the movement, and slowly turned around, his red eyes staring at her with a chilling gaze without any emotion.

This person was none other than his best friend, Lorna Fin Regnome.

Lorna pulled the Blood Oath from the corpses of Perseus and Catherine, the giant spear sworn by the dragon's blood and unable to harm the Doglander blood, turned into a raging beast that broke free from its shackles and roared at her, piercing her heart without mercy...

"Poof—"

...

Solandelle woke up from her dream, breathing rapidly, covered in cold sweat, her hair was wet with sweat and sticking together, and even the sleeves of her pillow were wet.

Is it a dream? ...

Solandelle hesitated for a long time, subconsciously wiped away the cold sweat, and silently breathed a sigh of relief.

She looked at the clock, she had slept for less than two hours, it was 5:21 in the morning, it was dawn, the sky was slightly white, the stars still had a brilliant and magnificent halo, the first rays of the morning sun were trying to break through the darkness, everything was soaked in the dawn faint light.

She shook her head, put aside the distractions in her mind for a moment, washed up, changed her clothes, and went to the hall to dine under the guidance of the guards, and then waited for the others to gather and prepare to return to the royal city.

At 8 a.m., the team assembled.

Just when Solandelle was in a daze, she was suddenly hugged from behind, and she saw Lorna wrapping her arms around her, leaving a good morning kiss on her face, and saying with a smile: "Good morning!" ”

The previous nightmare still seemed to make Solandelle a little trance, someone suddenly approached from behind, she unconsciously shuddered, and subconsciously pushed Lorna out of the way.

Lorna was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect to be pushed, but she didn't think much about it, and asked with concern: "Solan, what's wrong with you?" ”

Solandale snapped back to her senses, touched the back of her head embarrassedly, took Lorna's hand and said, "It's okay, I was scared by you just now." ”

Lorna smirked, "Oh... Blame me, blame me. By the way, what time did you sleep yesterday? Why are your eyes as red as a bunny? ”

Solandale glanced at Edward not far away, subconsciously brushed the hair behind his ear, and shook his head slightly: "I went to bed very late, it was too cold here, and I had insomnia yesterday." ”

"Hey, it's still my fault, you should add more firewood to the fireplace in your room." Lorna took off her coat and put it on Solandale, and said, "Next time, don't come to this shabby place in Cold Valley, I'll go to the royal city to play with you." I'll take you to the inn now. ”

"Okay." Solandale nodded.

The winged beasts took to the skies one after another, and Solandel boarded the dragon's back and flew out of the valley with Lorna.

Looking down from the heights, the Mansion of the Cold Valley was so small that it was almost invisible, and the mountain range at the top of the ancient dragon still stood tall, deep into the sky, with solemnity and solemnity, quietly looking at the people in the distance.

The air was whistling, and Lorna was expertly flying the dragon, shielding Solandel from the cold wind in front of her with her body.

Halfway through, there was nothing to say all the way.

Lorna asked with concern, "Solan, do you have something on your mind today?" Why don't you always speak. ”

Solandelle hugged Lorna's waist from behind, gently pressed her face against her back, closed her eyes and listened to her heartbeat, and whispered, "Lorna, when I grow up, will you still be by my side..."

"Of course." Lorna looked back at Solandale, her face diffused with a gentle light in the morning sun, "I'm always there." ”

Solandale didn't say anything, just hugged Lorna tighter, as if afraid that she would disappear suddenly, and didn't want to let go for a long time.

The morning sun rose in the sky, and the dragon carried two friends who had known each other since childhood, and flew towards the most brilliant dawn glow.