Darilus’s POV
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There are two memories actually. But they are jumbled together, like two candles melting to form one big puddle of wax.
One is the day Gavar killed her. And the other was the day of the massac*e.
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Sania’s POV, before waking up as a swan
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Gavar has summoned us all to the throne room. We just got back from an expedition to the border of Aluthia. We only did some scout and spy works, also a meeting on how to elude Gavar from this point onwards.
It has been five years. Lyria has not come back. We have no help, and the world still seems oblivious to Tollyria’s advances. The Goddess told us it is the only way; we have to keep the demons hidden from the world, cage them in Tollyria with a scheme. We have to bear these secrets, these burdens, before the world can ha
