# Chapter 171: Darkness Dwells in Everyone
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 171 of "Forgotten Wife: Let the Traitors Kneel Down" — a chapter that brings us an emotional reunion, fierce determination, and a beautiful reminder that even in the darkest of times, love can be the light that guides us home. So settle in, because this chapter is filled with tender moments, heartfelt confessions, and the lingering threat of a war that refuses to end. Let's dive right in!
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The war had been raging for an entire week, and yet, in the midst of all that chaos and bloodshed, there was a moment of pure, unguarded tenderness. When their lips finally met, it was as if time itself had stopped. Abril and Alessandro stood there, wrapped in each other's embrace, exchanging kiss after kiss as if trying to make up for every lost moment, every tear-shed night, every painful second they had spent apart.
When they finally paused, Alessandro pulled her close, his body trembling against hers. His voice cracked with a guilt so deep it seemed to consume him from within.
— I'm sorry.
Abril pulled back just enough to look into his eyes, her brow furrowed in confusion.
— Why are you apologizing?
— For sending you away... believe me, it was painful to separate from you.
And Abril knew it was true. There had been a time when she doubted him, when the hurt and confusion clouded her heart. But deep within her soul, she had always known that he suffered just as much as she did. Their separation had been a wound they both carried, bleeding silently in the shadows.
She shook her head gently and said, her voice soft yet resolute:
— That doesn't matter anymore. It's in the past. Now we're together.
But even so... his guilt was not so easily silenced. He tried to speak again, but she stopped him. Abril pulled away slightly, pressing a delicate finger to his lips, silencing him with a tender touch and an even more tender gaze.
— Don't continue with that. We're together, and from now on we always will be. Because I don't plan on going away from you ever again. So don't try to push me away — because you won't succeed.
Alessandro had, in fact, been planning to ask her to return to the wizards' tower. He was glad to see her — more than glad, his heart was overflowing — but this was a battlefield, and every fiber of his being screamed at him to protect her. Yet when he looked into her eyes, he saw something he had never seen before: absolute, unshakable determination. There was not a shred of doubt in her gaze. He knew, then and there, that no matter what he said, he would never be able to change her mind.
He caressed her face gently, his thumb tracing the soft curve of her cheek as he sighed.
— I suppose it would be useless to tell you to leave.
— Yes. So don't do it.
— You know this is a very dangerous place.
— I know that. But I don't know if you realized this before or not, Lessan... but I'm not as weak as I was before. Now I can protect myself, and I can protect you too. That's what I plan to do — protect everyone I love.
Alessandro let out a heavy, weighted sigh. His shoulders sagged just a little beneath the invisible burden of his worry.
— Aby, wars show the worst in people. If I'm honest with you... I wish you weren't here. I wish you didn't have to see the horrors of war.
— I already told you that I don't plan to leave.
— I know. But even if you are here, be clear that you will not rush into battle.
— I can defend myself, Lessan.
— And I am glad that it is so. But do not fight unless it is absolutely necessary.
— But...
— Please.
She looked at him, her heart aching at the plea in his voice. She understood his fear, his desperate need to keep her safe. And so she relented.
— Okay. I will take care of the wounded while you fight. I will be waiting for you on this side of the barrier. But if you need me, remember that I will always be here for you.
His eyes softened with gratitude.
— Thank you for understanding, Aby.
Before the moment could linger any longer, the tent flap burst open and Cassian strode in without warning. He cleared his throat loudly, a knowing smirk tugging at the corner of his lips, clearly amused at interrupting such an intimate moment.
— Hmm... I am sorry to interrupt your meeting, but outside it is chaos.
Seeing her dear friend, Abril moved away from Alessandro and practically floated toward Cassian, wrapping him in a warm embrace.
— I am so glad to see that you are okay, Cassian.
— I am also glad to see you, Aby. How have you been?
— Good. And now that I am reunited with you, with my family, it could not be better. But you don't seem surprised to see me... Did you already know that I was here?
— I met Sirius. He told me.
— Ah, that furry traitor.
They shared a warm laugh, but the gravity of the situation outside quickly pulled them back to reality. Cassian's expression grew serious.
— But let's leave the talk for later. There are many wounded outside.
— You're right. We'll have time to catch up later.
Abril turned back to Alessandro, stepping close and placing a soft kiss upon his lips.
— See you later.
— Yes. But before that, change your hair color again. It's better that no one knows who you are.
— Yes, you're right.
With a flicker of magic, Abril shifted her hair back to the color she had worn before — a simple disguise to keep her identity hidden from prying eyes, especially the elves. As she turned to leave, Alessandro called out to her one last time.
— Aby, try not to get close to the elves. And try not to use your magic while they're around.
— Yes.
And with that, she was gone.
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Cassian stood beside Alessandro, watching the space where Abril had disappeared. He let out a low whistle.
— Elfa seems to have changed.
Alessandro smiled, a hint of pride glowing in his weary eyes.
— Yes. She seems to have grown while we weren't looking.
— I've organized the generals. We must reorganize. We've taken many casualties.
— Yes.
— And the elves?
— They've hardly had any casualties. They're excellent warriors. It seems those guys weren't just talk.
— I'm glad we're allies for the moment.
— Aren't you afraid they might discover April?
Alessandro's expression darkened just slightly.
— Of course I am. But try to make April leave.
Cassian laughed, a dry, knowing sound.
— That's harder than ending this war without a single death.
— Exactly. She can be very stubborn.
— We'd better go. Make the generals wait — they must be tired.
Alessandro sighed deeply. The war had been raging for a week, but to him, it felt like an eternity. Every muscle in his body ached with exhaustion, and he knew the others must feel the same, even if they didn't show it. But he squared his shoulders and pushed forward.
— Yes, let's go.
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The meeting with the generals dragged on for a long while. Strategy was discussed, orders were given, and losses were tallied. By the time Alessandro finally returned to his tent, he was utterly spent — body, mind, and soul.
But when he stepped inside, all of his exhaustion melted away in an instant.
There she was. Abril, waiting for him with a soft, radiant smile on her face.
— Welcome.
He crossed the distance between them in a few quick strides and enveloped her in his arms, burying his face in her hair.
— I never imagined I'd have you here. Just by looking at you, you make my tiredness disappear. I already feel renewed.
She laughed, a light, teasing sound.
— You're lying.
— What?
— You're exhausted.
She pulled back just enough to touch his cheek, her hand warm against his skin. Then she closed her eyes, and a soft, golden light began to emanate from her palm. The warmth of her light magic seeped into him, spreading through his entire being like the gentle rays of the sun melting away the frost of winter. His tiredness vanished. His body felt light. He felt renewed.
He looked at her, wonder shining in his eyes.
— I see that it was not a lie that you can control your magic.
— I am not lying. I tried so hard to learn to control my magic. I really wanted to be useful to you... to be your help.
— You were already useful before learning to use your magic. For me, you have always been my help.
— That's not true. Before, I was just a hindrance to you.
Alessandro shook his head firmly.
— That's not true. I never considered you useless. For me, you were my help, because only by your side could I feel rest. That is something that only you can give me. You are my light in the middle of so much darkness.
Emotion welled up in Abril's chest, and she hugged him tightly.
— Do you really think that of me?
— Yes. I always have. Although at first... I refused to accept it.
— The important thing is that you did. Now nothing else matters.
— You always say the same thing. You don't hold even a little bit of resentment for what I did in the past? For having hurt you so much?
— That's because I've already forgiven you. And when I forgive, I forget. I only keep the good memories. The bad ones, I let go.
Alessandro's voice grew thick with emotion.
— Sometimes I feel like I don't even deserve you. You're too good, too wonderful. While I'm just an idiot.
She smiled, a playful glint in her eyes.
— I won't deny that sometimes you behave like one. But we are human. We are imperfect beings that constantly fail. And that's why I fell in love with you. For your way of thinking. For your warmth. For your kindness.
— I'm not that kind, Lessan. There are times when I'm selfish too. Times when my thoughts would scare you. Inside all of us, there's something dark and twisted. Although some of us show it more than others.
— I don't think there's anything in you that could scare me.
His voice dropped, quieter, more serious.
— Maybe there is.
Abril tilted her head, studying him. Just then, her eyes caught something that made her heart leap into her throat. There was blood on his armor.
— Are you hurt?
— No, I'm fine.
— Take off your armor. Let me check you.
A crooked grin crossed his lips.
— You just wanted to see me without clothes, didn't you?
— Lessan, I just want to check that you're okay.
With a chuckle, Alessandro began to remove his armor piece by piece. When he finally stood before her, his torso completely bare, Abril took a wet towel and gently began to clean the blood from his skin. Her touch was soft, careful, full of unspoken love.
As she worked, she asked quietly:
— Lessan... have you confronted my father yet?
He was silent for a moment.
— Why do you ask?
— Curiosity.
— Not really. Your father has gathered a large army. He is sacrificing his own soldiers and some of the monsters to weaken us.
Abril's hands stilled on his chest, her voice dropping to a serious whisper.
— Lessan, my father is a dangerous person. When you fight him, be very careful.
— You don't have to worry about that. I will.
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And there, in the quiet of the tent, with the war raging beyond its walls and the man she loved standing before her, Abril knew that this fight was far from over. The darkness was closing in from every direction. But as long as they had each other, they would face it together — no matter what came their way.
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**Reader's Impressions & Star Rating:**
Oh, my heart! This chapter was an emotional rollercoaster from start to finish. The reunion between Abril and Alessandro was absolutely breathtaking — you could feel the years of longing, guilt, and love pouring out of every word. I loved seeing Abril's growth; she's no longer the helpless girl she once was. She's strong, determined, and ready to stand by his side no matter what. The conversation about darkness dwelling within everyone was so poignant and philosophical — it reminds us that no one is purely good or purely evil, and that's what makes us human. The tender moment where she heals him with her light magic was pure poetry. And that final warning about her father? Chills. Absolute chills. This chapter was beautiful, emotional, and left me desperate for more.
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ Rating: 4.9 / 5 Stars
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**Next Chapter Prediction:**
The tension is mounting! With war raging and Abril's father growing more dangerous by the day, I predict that the next chapter will bring a major battle — perhaps a direct confrontation between Alessandro and Abril's father. The question is: will Abril's identity be revealed to the elves? And when the moment of truth comes, will she be forced to fight alongside Alessandro against her own blood? I think we're on the brink of an explosive showdown that will test not only their strength but their very souls.
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