Chapter 9
“The Forest Lords have spoken for the first time in a millennia. They have sent out a plea to our people to unite. They have said that a dark one’s Chosen will tip the balance, but they worry that his darkness is greater than the light in her. We must guide them as much as we can. They belong together, were made for each other, and will either destroy each other, or destroy the evil that has leaked into the human realm. It is a choice, their choice. Let us hope that they choose wisely.” Tamsin, Light Elf King
“Do you think she can save him?” Tamsin asked his Queen as they lay in their bed.
“Yes,” Syndra answered, “but he has to want to be saved. She can’t force him and she can’t make his decisions for him.”
Tamsin rubbed his face in frustration. He pushed himself up and leaned against the headboard.
“I don’t understand why he is so blind to what Lorsan is, and what he is doing.”
“You forget, my love, he comes from darkness. He has lived in that darkness for more than a thousand years. That’s a lot to overcome.”
“That’s what scares me. Can he overcome it in time to save the human race from becoming mindless slaves?”
Syndra sat up and took his hand in hers. She looked into the face of her mate, framed by striking dark blue hair; his eyes, shimmering like diamonds met hers. She gazed into the face of the man who had held her heart and the other half of her soul for over a thousand years. “We will do all we can to help him overcome. We will protect Cassie and we will defeat Lorsan.”
Tamsin leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her forehead. “The Forest Lords blessed me beyond all measure when they gave me you.”
Syndra smiled at him and pulled him back down. She snuggled in close to his side as he wrapped her in his strong arms. She wanted this for Cassie and Trik. She wanted them to find comfort and peace with each other. She knew they couldn’t see it now, but the time was coming when they would need each other more than any other, a time where they’d be the only ones who could keep the other safe.