After entering the last number in the ledger, Faye’s furrowed brows finally relaxed, and dropping the pen, the matriarch of the Gaiate family ca to understand the hardships her mother, Manli, had never spoken aloud.
Fate was always so rciless, and even though she had made enemies with Malin ti and again, just as Malin had said, even at the mont of death, one must not forget everything this mother had done for her children.
Although she couldn’t understand that Malin had no designs on the throne, Faye saw the efforts Manli made for her eldest son and empathized. She felt that the lady hadn’t done anything wrong... It was just that they stood in different positions, so, being enemies was one thing, but understanding her was another.
But all that had co to an end; she had died, and to many, succumbing to illness was a far from satisfactory ending. However, in Faye’s view... if it weren’t for the Tide of the Dead, Malin would surely beco the Gravedigger for all the royal families in the world, and what Manli had imagined would no longer be a delusion of an old woman but a tangible echo of doom.
So, precisely for this reason, Manli’s death by illness was, in a way, a good thing.
She would not have to watch her offspring perish in civil strife, nor could she have imagined that it was all because Malin saw a greater enemy.
Toward Malin, Faye bore no grudges. Their lovers had harbored no secrets, which is why Faye had stood by Malin’s side, just as he had said, this desolate world surely needed change, as every individual... has the right to pursue happiness.
Even if it ant opposing her father and brothers, Faye would feel no pain.
For she was now Faye Gaiate, not the Faye Mowish she once was.
Putting away the ledger and placing it in the center of the desk, Faye left her study to her mouse maid to clean and stepped out of the room, noticing her sister Lillim and Maya chatting in the hallway.
"What are you talking about?" Driven by curiosity, Faye approached them, looking at her sisters with a mixture of curiosity and puzzlent.
"I’ve been having a strange dream recently. The mory is very vivid. Today, when I brought it up, Maya said she had a similar dream too," Lillim said, looking toward Faye, "Have you had such dreams as well?"
"What dreams? To be honest, it’s been a long ti since I had any. Speaking of dreams," Faye said with a hint of a smile—elves seldom dreamt, and for so reason, so said it was a racial difference.
"Then you just haven’t had them. The dreams we’ve had are strange, with people who claim to be our descendants appearing in them, all half-grown children. In my dream, the child who appeared is called Mil Haus, a very pretty Rebbish with ram horns," Lillim shared, then pointed to Maya, "In Maya’s dream, the child is called... what was his na again?"
"Wayne Gaiate."
"Weird, it’s normal for Maya’s child to have the surna Gaiate, but why does your child have the surna Mil Haus?" Faye tilted her head, "Lillim, what kind of odd dream is that?"
"I don’t know either, but the child was so adorable, really just like Malin when he was young, aside from the horns," Lillim mused, then fell silent, "He spoke a lot about things from that age... They said, they can’t find their paternal lineage."
"My child said the sa thing, it’s strange. I don’t know if this is a warning from Fate or a significant Deep Dive with so deeper aning. I’m thinking about contacting my ntor to see if we can divine sothing for Malin, but the likelihood is almost nil, as everyone knows, Malin’s fate cannot be divined."
Maya’s tone sounded odd as well, causing Faye to fall silent for a mont before shaking her head, "Don’t think too much about it, maybe it’s just so minor troubles brought by the approaching Psychic Tide."
This shouldn’t be a problem; Faye thought it was very likely the scenario she envisioned.
Under the fluctuations of the Psychic Tide, divination spells can’t even sketch out the wheel of fate for everyone.
Lillim and Maya, the young lambs, agreed to so extent, especially Lillim, the little sheep girl, who stood proud, "I’ve asked the other sisters, and none have mories of such dreams, so maybe it’s like you said, sister, just a fantastic dream brought by the Spiritual Energy, although I did teach my descendant a few Spell Formations in the dream."
"I taught my child how to use and make pulley bows, but he said bows were already obsolete in his age, so I taught him so Spell Formations, hoping they will be of use," Maya said, looking sowhat haggard at the ntion of her child, "I find it strange that my child has inherited Malin’s surna, why Lillim’s child hasn’t... It scares because I fear so mishap has transpired sowhere out of my awareness."
"Don’t worry too much, my sister. When Nova returns with her group, let’s find a chance to discuss this properly," Faye consoled them, feeling so alertness rising in her heart.
Maya’s child carries the surna Gaiate, Lillim’s bears the surna Haus—how could this be? Based on the theory of dreams, a dream that reflects reality needs to make sense. That’s why Maya’s and Lillim’s children have nas, but why does Lillim’s child have the surna Haus?
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