Magic and Superstition (Part 1)
'My problems will die with me, but hers will last forever if we don't find a solution. On top of that, even if she decides to not bond anymore after Lith is gone, her death would be slow and excruciating. No one deserves that once, let alone a second time.' Friya said via the mind link.
Nalrond's body shivered as ancestral visions of what had happened to his forefathers during captivity flashed before his eyes. He didn't actually witness them, but those stories were passed down from parent to child from a young age and imagination could easily fill the gaps.
"I'll ask about this first and about Lith second, if that's okay with you." He said.
"Thank you very much." The girls gave him a deep bow of gratitude before looking at their respective Projections, hoping to have overcome part of their own issues.
Alas, Rome wasn't built in a day.