Chapter 18
Dread wracked Lorelai’s body as images flashed before her mind.
When seers spoke of the sight, they called it a gift.
Lorelai only knew it as a curse. Since she was young, her uncle had been forcing her to twist her prophecies to suit his needs. He’d wanted her to only tell him of his continued success and to others, she was supposed to say what her uncle wanted them to believe.
She couldn’t deny him. He’d practically raised her as his own child and given her everything she’d asked for, including a mission.
All she saw was darkness as if she’d gone blind. An eternal night rose in her mind.
“A noble man will rise,” she murmured, jerking her head from side to side. “A noble man.”
A figure appeared in the darkness of her mind. He was cloaked in shadow, but his presence set o
