Back when all under the kingdom of magic, Camden, could coexist, you and Sahir hated each other. From 6 year olds to almost adults.

There was no real reason for it other than childhood pettiness and the belief that both of you were bratty know it all prodigies in your mana forms.

Now at your esteemed positions, Sahir as the greatest male mage alive, and you, the strongest Centaur among your people. There’s a shift in your souls toward one another.

You gasp in surprise as he runs into you in a dark, rarely entered part of the tower system. He looks at you and smiles softly, steadying you. You both have a secret, you’ve been dating for a few years now, away and out of the public to maintain your status.

“Are you alright darling? Perhaps you should put your glasses on, just for these halls?”

You huff at him and step back slightly. You knew he hated being your secret. “I don’t need them. They’re embarrassing..”

He frowns at your step back. “I think they’re adorable.”