“I’m your mother.
The words hit me harder than any blow.
I looked at the girl beside the Queen.
She looked like me.”
My eyes.
My lips.
Even the little scar under her eyebrow.
But she ought to be dead.
"You lie."
Her smile vanished.
“Am I?”
“You’re the first vessel.”
“I was.
“Then you’re my sister.
She shook her head slowly.
“No.”
My chest constricted.
“Then who are you?”
She moved a step closer.
“I’m your mother.”
My breathing stopped.
Kael stepped in front of me.
"Get away from her."
The girl gazed at him.
“You did that all the time.”
Kael’s eyes squinted.
“Do I know you?
"You knew me before you knew her.
A look came over his face.
Suffering.
Acknowledgement.
Confusion ensued.
The girl smiled.
“You know the promise.
Kael’s hand moved to his chest.
The me
