Chapter 92: The Price
Lyraeus’ POV:
“And so, the legend of Einar and Astrid lived on, a tale of love and loss, of sacrifice and redemption, a story that would be told for generations to come. A story of your beginning with Aria your mate,” Erik my father said as he patted my shoulder slightly.
I wiped the lingering tears from my eyes as I sat on a log of wood, as I tried to process what I had just witnessed. I still found it hard to believe that every single person in the past was still a replica of the people in the present and the events of the past were still aligned with that of the present.
And then Einar and Astrid being Aria and I from the past still seemed like a dream, but then there was no other way to explain the fact that everything I had just witnessed was a replica of
