So many years I've been on my own.
After that day that we took down the council... I left and never looked back. I never saw Ronan, Tadhg, or my brother again. In fact, I never saw another Dryad again.
It's been almost 600 years, and the council got what they wanted. I have no idea if there are any of us left at all. Unless they all went underground that day. I wouldn't be surprised if they did. Caylon was always good at taking care of our people. A true leader. Willing to do the necessary evil for the good of our kind.
I felt sick to my stomach every time I thought about what Caylon had done; his betrayal. If I had just given in when he first asked... If I had just trusted him... He would never have gone that far.
But I failed. Like always.
I failed my sweet mother.
I failed my pat
