Chapter 156 The Past (5) (Bonus)
I didn’t say anything.
Because I had noticed it too, she did have almost the same feature as Ember. But she wasn’t Ember, it only confirms the fact that Ember was a fae.
My chest ached, remembering how she died. My hands were clenched by my side.
The memory around me began to shift, slowly changing into a different time.
The sky darkened faster than it should have. What had been a warm, golden evening quickly turned into deep twilight, as if someone had pulled a curtain across the sun.
Shadows stretched long across the battlefield, creeping over the tents and fallen leaves, moving like they had a mind of their own.
I could feel the change, the tension in the air grew stronger and overbearing.
My younger self had left. He had gone to the border, thinking he was doing the right thing, thinking he could buy time. But he was wrong, he had always been wrong.
The fae princess was still at the sacred tree, kneeling on the ground. Her hands glowed faintly as she pressed them against the tree’s roots, whispering something I couldn’t hear. Probably an old fae spell.
Her magic shimmered weakly, flickering like a candle about to go out.