"I'm going to live for a very long time," Ashlynn added in a quiet, hushed tone. It was something that had weighed on her for months, off and on, but never more than it did at this moment as she sat beside her kneeling sister.
"A witch like me would have lived twice as long as most people, even without my bond to Nyri, but with it… I might never die," Ashlynn explained. "Nyri is already two hundred years old, Jocey. In that time, she's lost people who are dear to her, and the holes they left in her heart can never be filled…"
