Shannon's heart shuddered. As if sensing something, she reached out and tried to hold on, but the mystic light before her gradually faded away.
Serelith morphed into mystic light and drifted toward a corner of the night sky, until it finally vanished into the night.
Shannon stood there for a long while, gazing into the void. Only after some time did she softly whisper a response, "We will."
Perhaps, they would have another life.
As they'd once met, even if fate and all things changed, they would meet again one day in some far-off lifetime. By then, they would each be in the form the other had longed to see.
…
That night, Shannon tossed and turned. It was only near dawn that she finally closed her eyes and fell into a rare dream.
In her dream, she returned to the day she was cast out by the Gray family.
As Hector walked toward her, his handsome facial features and eyes held a familiar smile as he said, "I'm Hector Jensen, your brother. Nice to meet you."
…
With morning light pouring in, the once-silent Ignis residence began to stir.
Perhaps Maeric had given a shot in the arm last night because Elysia finally returned to herself this morning. She ordered the servants to sweep the house, freshen up the manor, and prepare the wedding gifts.
From the palace, a retinue for Shannon's entry as the future queen had set out early. They soon arrived at the gates of the Ignis residence in a grand and imposing manor.
Tables were set, the heavens honored, and gratitude expressed to the ancestors.
Maeric and Elysia had expressions full of joy as they escorted her to the front gate. Before she left, they earnestly said, "Though you've just returned to us for a few months, you've always been a daughter of the Ignis family.
"No matter where the road leads, we will always be family. In the days to come…"
Hiding in a shadowed corner, the bandage-wrapped Fenric stumbled forward. He'd also heard what Shannon had said before she left and was curious about what she'd left behind.
As he reached the box, he noticed a scrap of fabric adorned with female embroidery. It was clearly a piece torn from something larger and left him momentarily confused.
Why had Serelith left behind a piece of torn cloth?
Elysia finally understood and cried out in a voice tinged with disbelief and reprimand, "H-how could she be so heartless? We're her birth parents! S-She's severing ties with us!"
Her throat caught, and tears began to fall uncontrollably. Even she didn't notice the regret in them.
In just one day, she'd lost a daughter and a son. Now, another daughter had walked away from her.
She couldn't understand how things had come to this point.
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