He raised his eyebrow at me and gave me a dubious expression. He was acting like it was obvious, and I should know why.
"The prophecy, darling." He rolled his eyes and chuckled.
I'm so over the damn prophecy. Why can't we drop the prophecy for a little while? Just until Alarix and I get to know each other. If the prophecy plays out, and I lose Alarix... Why can't we spend the time we have together not fretting about our f*****g destinies?
I nodded and sighed. I'll see him... I'll be polite, but I'm telling him to leave us be.
"Dad, there's something I need to tell you... about the prophecy." I whispered.
He gripped my hand and pulled me up. "Come on, let's sit on the settee." He signalled his head towards the other side of the room.
"I know you're scared, sweetheart." He sighed as we
