Golden kept quiet for a few seconds. "Because I am a butterfly, and I can smell the herbs used for the medicine."
I bit my lower lip, fidgeting with my hands. 'But my mother and my uncle have been doing their best to make sure I unlock my powers. Could it be that Golden is lying so I can take it home?' I shook my head. 'It wouldn't do that.'
I stared at Golden, my mind torn at what to believe or who to believe. But I can't go against the Fae's rule, I can't disobey something that was written with the blood of a princess.
My heart ached for Golden, being the last of its kind is sad. But I can't become an enemy of my people for it. "Golden…" I lowered my gaze. "I can't… I'm sorry. If I leave this realm, I may never return."
Golden nodded its head. "I know… thank you for listening." Its wings flapped slowly as it made its way out of my room.
