Chapter 73

ZIYAH

I absolutely loved sparring with Grandmother Ayla. It had been far too long since I practiced my combat magic. I loved the fact that she would never take it easy on me because she knew that I was capable of protecting myself.

Alive. That was what I felt. Truly and completely alive. It also made me feel empowered, proving to myself that I was not the same Ziyah that Toris tormented day and night, decade after decade.

Grandmother Ayla had told me that my ability surpassed hers. She spent three hundred years honing her skills and was taught by her father. The fact that I learned from someone who did not even possess the ability showed that it was truly innate for me. She called it my soul skill. Our species had been given remarkable power that made many things possible. There was potential in each Fae to achieve greatness if they worked hard enough for it. However, select Fae were given the honor of developing a soul skill. They would be drawn to it because it had been imbedded i