Melia ached with sadness at having never known this man.
Of the woman, she had no memory. In what could well be the last moments of her life, she was allowed a glimpse into the past and this was the only memory she would have of Ninuie, as she was. Not the creature twisted by a mage's hubris, about to murder her own child.
Still, if she was to die, then Melia was grateful for this final glimpse into the past to see her parents together just once. They were so happy and she wondered if her mother wrestled with the dilemma of a having a mortal lover the way Aeron was now. She doubted it. Ninuie's smile of adoration told her nothing mattered but their time together.
The scene before her suddenly melted away, colours bled into undistinguishable swirl, like a bucket of water thrown against a
