We called the parents of the blessed girl in advance and explained the situation to them. They were cooperative and let us stop by to talk to their daughter.
“H-Hi,” The girl said shyly.
“Hello, I’m Grayson.”
“I’m… Polly. You’re our king..?”
“I am. Is there anything you can tell me about the days you were gone for?” I asked in as gentle of a tone as I could.
“I don’t remember anything. I just know I ran away,” she mumbled.
“You were unhappy?” Vaness asked.
“I m-might have been, I don’t remember everything leading up to it.” She paused. “I’m not usually unhappy if that’s a better answer,” she spoke very quietly.
“It’s okay if you don’t remember,” Vaness said.
“I know something must have happened when I ran away because I don’t have my ability anymore…” Tears ran down her face. “I
