Tarik would soon turn fifteen, and the deadline given by the Fairy Queen to refuse being her successor, would soon end. Fay had explained countless times to Tarik the burden he would carry on his shoulders if he accepted to be king, but he kept insisting on being the Fairy Queen's successor; he was determined to become king.
Fay invited Tarik for a ride through the forest. They took a long walk until they reached a lake deep within the forest and sat by its edge.
“You'll soon turn fifteen, Tarik. Is there anything you wish for as a gift?"
“Hmm... I don't think there's anything I want, Dad."
Tarik looked downcast, Fay asked him, “What's wrong, Tarik?"
“I hate having grown up so fast."
“Is it because of Lissana?"
“As I grow, I feel like I'm drifting further away from her, that the gap
