The light I see

Lysa

Going to sleep that night was like a nightmare. For I knew the hunters had begun to attack. And no matter how many traps and strategies Goth promised, I felt a dread that they would come for the ones I loved. My heart was pounding, my nerves bristling every part of my skin. I tossed and turned in bed, I knew my son would want to go fight alongside Goth. My God, it was so hard to stop wanting him under my control. I was afraid that something bad would happen to him... No, I couldn't accept that he had that freedom to run that kind of danger.

"Get a hold of yourself, Lysa. Or you'll make him walk away from you." I said to myself. I repeated that phrase over and over again.

I didn't want to push him away. I made myself a cup of tea, getting out of bed, because I couldn't stand anything that was happening to me anymore. In the huge kitchen, I felt that light was a little more favorable. I really didn't want to be in my room, I felt suffocated. The war prevented me from being able to