Jack stood just inside the mouth of the cave, watching the dragoness speak so kindly to the man who'd just wanted to kill her. He couldn't surpress a sigh as that familiar filling surged back into his chest, making him feel light as a feather.<br/><br/>But at the same time, cold realization that his love for her will more than likely be forevermore unrequitted caused the lightness to recede somewhat, as if a heavy weight was placed inside him.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Accursed fates. How much longer must I be forced to act the fool for your amusements. How long until I am finally freed from this damned game you insist on playing with me?</span>Jack thought, watching Crystal, another sigh escaping him.