Gwendolyn didn't tell him. He left.

This broke her heart. Her small children were left alone in the cottage. She ran after him.

"You wouldn't understand!" She yelled after him. He turned around confused. "What? I love my children. So tell me! If your so scared and afraid than tell me!"

Gwendolyn stopped for a moment. "There is prophecy. One of our children is destined for greatness," he looked at her uneasy. Was this the truth? She wanted to die when she told him that. "You can't possibly believe that!" Charles argued. Gwendolyn sighed. "I don't but my father warned me. Even the elders and the Lenore. I'm sorry. I was afraid you were going to leave and the children." He stared at her for long moment unable what to say. She is going to die and so lost st this moment. He has to stayed for them. He has to stayed for her.

"I don't know what to say," Charles spoke. She ran towards him only to fall down. She quickly cried out, holding her breath. "Charles!"

Charles ran after her grabbed onto her hand. "Hold still!" He yelled out pulling her up. She went on top of him. They finally noticed they were near a deep steep hill, Gwendolyn would have fall right into her death. He looked at her with widened eyes, he really did loved her. He wouldn't loose her.

"I have to leave." He whispered causing her to frowned.