Yes and no.We are the ones you left behind.It is what has protected us the way no one else would.
Expectation, not accusation.The hook set clean.
Rezer folded his arms loosely, posture relaxed even as his magic stirred, dark current coiling hot beneath his control.“You’re going to have to narrow that down.I leave a lot of things behind.”
A low pulse rolled through the ground, vibrating up through his boots and into his bones.
You feel it.That is why you came.
He didn’t deny it.Didn’t confirm it, either.The pull tightened, precise and directional, telling him exactly wherenotto go.
“I came because I’m sick of you interrupting my sleep,” he said.“I’m done.”Rezer felt his frustration growing at the vague answers and the smug tone that filled his head.“Who am I to you?Speak plainly about what you want with Cassie and Elora.Stop being a pain in my ass.”His voice was not quite a shout by the time he was done.
The pause stretched longer this time.
You saved us.The daughters.They are special.They belong to us.
Rezer’s expression hardened.“No.To both.”
The response came immediately.
You don’t get to refuse what was already set in motion.
“I absolutely do,” he countered.“It’s a defining characteristic.”
The presence ignored the jab.
They have been moving, and will continue to move.You felt it when the king tore at the veil.
Rezer went still.That wasn’t a guess.“You felt him,” Rezer said quietly.“Didn’t you?”
All the realm did.
Cold settled beneath his ribs.When he had felt it, sharp, furious, unmistakable it had sucked the breath from his lungs.Power that didn’t ask permission.That didn’t apologize.Triktapic.
Rezer exhaled slowly.“Then you’re running out of time.”
Something like amusement brushed his awareness.
So are you.
The pressure increased, not painful, but intimate.Familiar without permission.
You were made to withstand this.Others break.The king rages.The daughters are pulled.But youwere created to lead us.
“Bullshit,” Rezer practically spat before he could stop himself.There was no way in hell he could possibly have anything to do with the Chamber and creatures inside.They were evil.Weren’t they?Yes.They had to be.They were luring two innocent females to them with plans to use them to their own ends.Dark elf or not, Rezer would never be okay with females being hurt.
The forest reacted.Bark cracked softly along a nearby trunk.Leaves shuddered.
“Don’t tell me what I was made for,” he said, voice gone cold.“That conversation ends badly for you.”Rezer hadn’t felt a purpose in so long, it was a bit of a sore subject.Like a lion with a damn thorn in its paw.
Silence.
Then, instead:
You are incomplete.
The words struck harder than they should have.So maybe his lack of purpose wasn’t his only hang up.He never claimed to be a simple male.
