Disclaimer: Do not own Aveyond!

Rhen's POV:

We walked together, looking for a couple willing to break through the barricade of love trees and out of Candar. Asking many residents of Candar, we realized that whoever grew those trees blocking the way had purposely grown them at the time where all couples and married people were separated by war.

Desperate to get out of here, Lars and I agreed to split up. Going our separate ways, I asked yet about ten more people if they knew a couple of some sort, but I found no lead.

Asking yet another group of people, I was suddenly pushed down by a person trying to get through the crowd.

I looked up to glare at the person that accidentally pushed me down, only to see linked hands...

I got up quickly, and the first thing out of my mouth was, "Are you two a couple?"

I smiled when I saw them flush pink in embarrassment.

Currently outside of Candar:

Galahad's POV:

I was headed towards Candar with a message from my master, the Sedona King, when I arrived at the gate, only to see trees, branches, and shrubbery in the way.

Raising my Fire Axe, a gift from Rhen when we were traveling together in a group, I pushed against a thick branch, only resulting in my Fire Axe turning into dust.

"Damn demon-made crap!" I yelled.

Pulling out my Axe, I tried chopping up a different branch, but the result was the same.

I could feel a vein on my forehead pulsing furiously with anger, What is wrong with these trees?!

A force field? No. Magic absolutely does not exist!

Back in Candar:

Lar's POV:

"You need a sonnet?" I asked incredulously, "What for?"

Ean replied, "Iya's collecting parts of her soul again, and she needs to find the nymph of love, Ceri. But the only way we can convince the garden keeper, who has the key to the secret garden, will only give it to us if we find him a good sonnet. I refuse to leave Candar until we get part of her soul from Ceri."

I groaned in frustration.

Suddenly, I heard rustling beside me.

Looking down, I saw Rhen looking through her bag, muttering something to herself.

Watching Rhen triumphantly pull out a pen and paper, she quickly scrawled a whole page of stanzas and gave it to Ean.

His eyes widened as he scanned the paper.

"H-how did you..."

Rhen smiled, "My mother would always tell me that sonnet before I slept, it was our favorite."

"Thank you! Come with us to Ceri, and we'll help you out of Candar!"