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*Isla*

“Masina Atuafafine?” I repeat as I try to process everything that Mystica has just said to me.

“Yes, that’s what we call the Moon Goddess in our ancient language. Most people speak the same language there as is spoken here, but some of us remember the ancient terms for the Moon Goddess and for royalty.”

I nod, wishing I had some inkling of what she is speaking about, but I am lost. “How do you know that my last name is Masina, though?” I ask her.

“Because… the scene you described let me know who you are, dear.” Mystica sits on the side of my bed, and my eyes wander to Poppy. She looks just as confused as I feel. “You probably spoke both languages at one time, honey, assuming you were old enough to speak when you left. How old were you, three? Are you the youngest child?”

I shake my head. “No. I have two older sisters, but I have five younger brothers. They were born after we moved to Willow pack.”

She nods. “So you are the youngest of the girls who fled with Tupu Daniel and Mas
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