42. What am I?

(PRINCE ZIEN)

Meera looked at me, her eyes knowing, and I sighed.

Of course, I knew. Elyn Frost. I mean, her shadow had found her already and mine was still nowhere to be seen. I thought finding the shard could help, but now the shard was like an adamant baby.

She had always been a part of this plan, of course. From the very first moment, she was conceived. I knew about it way later from my mother, but I knew.

I still remembered the night when thunder boomed, lightning flashed. The storm was violent, roaring. The darkness was blinding, but the lightning was just as fierce.

Years later, my mom told me, she saw a wolf woman and Vincys together that night, and what her words actually meant. That somehow Elyn shall be the salvation. My uncle said the same. I didn't believe it, but still...

"Should I let it go then? I must find her sooner rather than later, but I am going to find her, anyway."

Meera gave me a look. "What if she doesn't want any of this, want you?"

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