Chapter 766: A Witness to the Dark
R’lissea sat quietly as I stumbled through the vision, sharing everything I remembered from the color of the carpet to the strange feeling I got looking at the female inquisitor. When I got to the part where I lost control and took us to the warehouse, I started to cry again.
"Shh, it’s okay," R’lissea said, hugging me tightly.
"I-I’m sorry," I rubbed tears away. "It’s just, I–"
"There’s nothing to be sorry about. It’s okay to feel sad or ashamed. Don’t hide from it anymore. Feel it. Embrace it. Overcome it."
"I’ll try."
I let the tears flow unhindered, feeling the weight of sorrow and pain as I slowly shared the last part about the warehouse. It took forever for me to find the words to describe my feelings when Kaitlyn came out, and somehow, that led to me sharing everything I remembered from the hell I experienced before Soltair found me. I left nothing out, from waking up alone in the cage to the kind slave who bound my wound so I didn’t bleed out before Kaitlyn returned to kill me.
"That must have been hard," R’lissea said, stroking my hair as I sobbed on her shoulder. "To wake up in the dark like that. I can’t even imagine how scared and confused you were to discover you weren’t even human anymore."
She touched her ears, giving a wry shake of her head.
"Was it like that for you, too?" I whispered.
She shrugged. "Kind of, but pointed ears and sharper eyes are a fair bit easier to adjust to than horns, and especially a tail. But there must have been some pattern to our placement. I woke up in a small village in Sylvarus, kind of like how they found you in the Beast Kingdom. The villagers said I was lying in a field one morning. They thought I was a lost child from a neighboring village and took me in, looking after me for a few days until I woke up."
"That must have been nice," I murmured.