Synthia's POV
I stared at the violet-eyed man and I knew it in my heart that he was one of my ancestors. I had the feeling that me being the Oracle was connected to him in the first place. Who was he? What was happening here? And why was I seeing this?
Suddenly, he stiffened and raised his head to look in the exact place I was standing at. For a moment there, I thought that he had seen me. But that would be impossible. This was an event from the past after all… Still, he continued looking at where I was standing for a while with a frown on his face. He turned away only when he heard someone speak.
"King Nicholas has to be stopped. He was already too powerful, being a hybrid with werewolf and wizard powers. Why would he crave the powers of others too?" one of the men asked in outrage.
