As they left the library, Isla and Kai were both lost in thought. The legend had shaken them to their core. The idea that they might be connected to these historical figures, that their lives might be intertwined with a centuries-old love story, was both exhilarating and terrifying.
"What do you think?" Isla asked, her voice barely a whisper.
Kai hesitated. "I don't know what to think. But... but it all feels so real. The dreams, the visions, the amulet... and now this legend."
"I know," Isla agreed. "It's like... like we're living someone else's life."
They walked in silence for a while, each grappling with the implications of what they had discovered. As they walked, they couldn't shake the feeling that they were being watched. Isla glanced over her shoulder, but there was no one there. Yet, the feeling persisted, a prickle of unease on the back of her neck.
Suddenly, a sleek black car pulled up beside them. Thane stepped out, his smile as charming and unsettling as ever. Isla felt a surge of fear. She had hoped to never see him again, but here he was, like a shadow from her past, or perhaps her future.
"Isla, darling," Thane said, his voice smooth as silk. "Fancy meeting you here." He looked at Kai, his eyes narrowing slightly. He recognized the young man from the park, the one who had dared to challenge him. He felt a surge of irritation, a reminder of the past, of the man who had dared to stand between him and Isolde.
Kai stepped closer to Isla, his protective instincts kicking in. He didn't trust this man, not for a second. He could sense the danger he represented, the threat to Isla, to their newfound connection.
"What do you want?" Kai asked, his voice firm.
Thane's smile widened. "Just to catch up with an old friend." He looked at Isla, his eyes gleaming with a strange intensity. "Isn't that right, Isolde?"
Isla gasped. He knew. He knew her name, her past, her secret. But how? And what did he want from her?