The story of Callista Maloya

The sanctum of the sister goddesses, Asjun and Pius glowed that summer night, the night of the Solar Solstice. The confusion the High Priest felt as he looked into the holy water and then at the large oval shaped mirror next to it was more than evident. The little boy with short light amber hair looked at the water curiously. " Master, what happened? Does it usually glow? Are we in trouble? Are we not in trouble? Would the Queen have seen that "? The man snapped out of his daze and laughed, "You have many questions.....which I do not know the answers to ". He looked up at him, his different coloured eyes filled with confusion, " Really? But your the high priest, I hear people say you know everything all the time ". The man shook his head slowly, " Just because I know the right answer to your question doesn't mean I know everything young Zamon ". He nodded and the man suddenly added, " But it's different for you Zamon. You've been blessed with the eyes of Asjun and Pius so you will be able to divine more accurately than I ever could". The boy beamed, looking at his reflection in the water then pouted, " Hey! You're trying to distract me again, aren't you? Tell me why everything was glowing ". The man sighed tiredly then smiled, looking at Zamon, " A child has been born. To a woman from Rigitera and a man from Esar... ". Zamon suddenly raised his hand, " I have a question, I thought the Ti people of Rigitera disappeared ". He smiled, patting his head " Well, it seems it wasn't all of them. Can I finish now "? The boy pursed his lips and nodded. " Anyways, she holds powers long forgotten, powers strong enough to destroy our realm ". Zamon gasped then quickly covered his mouth, " Sorry ". His master laughed once more, amused by the boy " It's okay, Zamon. As I was saying, if left alone she will bring us no harm but if provoked, her destruction will be eminent ". Zamon raised his hand again, his eyebrows furrowed " I'm not seeing the problem and I feel there's a problem ". He nodded in agreement, " Her destruction would mean our destruction ". The boy suddenly grabbed at his hair, screaming in frustration " Then why not just make sure she's not provoked "? He shook his head slowly, then looked at Zamon seriously " We cannot interfere in a person's life until they come to find us. If it happened the other way around, the reality we seek to prevent becomes a guaranteed future ". The boy nodded slowly then his eyes filled with determination, " Alright. I will wait for her to find me instead ". He suddenly frowned in confusion, " Wait. How do I even know it's her? What does she look like "? The man raised his finger to his face, " Hair as black as a foggy night sky, just like her Mother's and bright wine red eyes like her Father's. Her eyes shall be dull and lack life and you will encounter her when betrothed as one's wife ".