Michyle's POV:
Michyle found himself losing hope. When more than a year had past, he found himself wishing he'd never set eyes on the enchanting Caressa. Wishing he knew nothing of the baby that was born somewhere, part of some family, without him. His hair grew white at the temples. A beard covered the bottom half of his face.
Finally, when he returned home, he was a stranger to his adoptive family, his once closest friends, and to himself. He packed a few belongings and took the two young spies home again. Not wanting to abandon the tiny comfort of knowing that Justun knew what he was feeling. He sent word to her aunt and uncle, informing them of what had happened to Caressa, as well as a team of his own people to begin the work that Caressa would have wanted.
In the years that foll
