Ambrose Drak
Even now, in all her despair, he feels the connection they share. Eternal mates, forever entwined, that's how he sees their union. She fills the void in his soul, in his heart. He's not willing to let her go. And he's damn sure not going to let anyone else seize her.
"I don't understand." Thrusting his arms out as if swimming, he jets forward. "Please, help me understand."
'Do you, Ambrose, second of your name, desire love's true embrace? Yearn to feel a lover's full grace?'
The being pinches the air.
'Do you crave the blissful kiss of love's eternal bliss?' She pulls on a silvery string.
In a flash, time and space fold together, creating a mirrored effect.
'Two timelines, one man, and a love to last the ages or shatter her heart.'
The time Sith turns translucent eyes on him before resting her gaze on Mercy.
'The choice is yours to make. What do you choose, my child?'