Mirelah;
"Wecannotleave, Mirelah. Nomatterwhat. Wecannotlethimtakeus. Everythingwillcrumbleifyoureturnhome."
The whisper returns, and I turn back to Veylira, who is watching me with confused, curious eyes.
What do I do now?
"Do you love him?"
I'm dazed by the question, and I don't need anyone to explain to me who she's talking about. I turn to her with wide eyes, but her face is serious. Studying me. Ready to read between the lines.
"...What??" I question weakly in utter shock, as that's all I can do. What does she mean?
"I asked if you love Kealith. Is that why you don't want to return home? You're trying to protect him and his people despite what they've done to you because you love him?" she presses, and I blink.
"No!" The words rip out of me before I can even stop them, and she's visibly stunned by my reply.
"Veylira… This isn't about Kealith. It's about me. It's about my story. My destiny…" I begin, but she cuts me off.
