Mirelah;
That is exactly what I want to know. What am I?
"You are goddess Nyzvara, Mirelah. You're the reincarnation of the goddess you've been praying to all your life. Only you can answer your prayers. And you can only find those answers here in Blood Crescent. Nowhere else."
The voice speaks again, and I shut my eyes as exhaustion and confusion mingle in my mind.
"What do we do about Mirelah, though? She can't travel in this condition, and we can't heal her. We don't have the power to." Veylira whispers, and there's silence for a few seconds, and then Father speaks.
"We'll wait till she regains a little strength. Then we'll take her home. Our healers will attend to her. Velnara has been begging me to let her heal Mirelah, but I'd be damned before I let any of them near my daughter. Not after what they've done. We'll take her home with us and wage war against them. They have to pay." He says, and my heart starts pounding.
