Chapter 405: Some things Are Just Meant to Be.

Talia He nodded but didn’t speak. There was a tension in his shoulders, a tightness around his mouth that told me everything I needed to know. This wasn’t going to be easy for him—not by a long shot. The ship slowed as we neared the shore, making a strange clanking sound that startled me until I heard Baron’s voice in my mind, laced with amusement. It’s the anchor, he explained softly. Even though this is an advanced ship, it still needs an anchor. “Well, thank you for the much-needed explanation,” I mumbled under my breath, feeling a sudden pulse of magic in the air as Connor, the admiral, strode onto the deck. He was a strange figure—a man who claimed to take orders from no one, yet seemed oddly compliant when it came to taking orders from me, a girl probably centuries younger than him. It was… cute. Connor walked straight over to Avario, clapping him on the shoulder. “Well?” he asked, his tone casual, but his eyes sharp with concern. I glanced back at Avario, who remained moti