SKYLA. I’m about to say something when I feel a wisp of air swirl around me. She’s leaving! Although I know she’ll remain in a way, I won’t ever get to talk to her again and oddly, that fills me with sorrow. ‘I won’t fail you.’ ‘I believe you won’t. I have faith in you, my Lioness.’ Her words seem to echo inside of me and my eyes flash as I feel something like a sharp zing rush through me. It affects my arms, and my head and it’s intense on my stomach and back. My eyes blaze and I stare in the mirror at my now cat-like eyes before I close them, not wanting the women to notice them. I won’t fail you like your people, Bastet. She’s gone. The moment I felt that touch, I felt it. She’s still with me, but not in the way she has been until now. Now all I have left is what she has given me and hoped for from me. I won’t fail her. “There, we are all done,” Lenora says, I stare in the mirror. The woman in front of me is not me, but an image of the ideal woman in the eyes of Aleric.
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