Isolde followed me to the room. She closed the door behind her while I took in the familiar room. His scent was everywhere in the from and it was doing strange things to my senses.
I didn't want to feel this way about Aadavan. The truth didn't change the fact that I kind of loathed him. Maybe it was the curse or the fact that I had lived so many lives just to end him.
I felt a warm hand on my shoulder. "You are going to be alright" Isolde stood behind me, a comforting smile on her face.
Was I truly going to be alright? I have her a stiff nod and looked away. In a way, all these was my fault. My blind desire for vengeance was what brought us here. I trusted someone who dabbled in black magic and let a woman I wasn't sure was my mother mark me and steal my powers.
"I am going to leave yo
