Mirelah;
"You came back! You really did come back!" Queen Velnara exclaims as she takes my face in her soft palms. Examining me with her eyes, dancing over my injuries in worry.
I want to lean into her touch. It's been so long since I've felt the touch of another person. The warmth of it. It feels like it's been ages since I last felt the empathy only another human being can give.
But I can't relax yet. Not now. The exhaustion I felt in that world seemed to triple the moment I stepped through the portal. But it's good to be home.
The difference in the atmosphere and air is evident. Starkly different. My mind is still relishing in the difference when my eyes land on them.
Five elderly men dressed in red robes with black trimmings huddled together with eyes wide with fear and fixed on me.
On seeing them, anger erupts in my mind. These bastards wanted me dead. They called this test the hunter's quest, but painted the lie with all the right colours.
