Five hundred years ago-
"No, no, you can't die. Not now Mir. We won baby. We did it," Drakon sobbed over his wife's body. The cave was dark, the only light coming was from the torch Nephelle held. It was damp, slippery but the stone altar, you could clearly see. The small waterfall behind it as the water fell right behind the head of the altar. This place hasn't been touched in eons.
"Please," He prayed to whichever gods remained above, through his sobs, he knelt beside his mate and held her hands. He placed the golden object looking like a leg of some furniture on her chest. He waited. Seconds felt like hours. The object glows and trembles as it emits a golden light and Miryam's body floats in the air, as seven droplets of blood form in the air and drop onto her lifeless body, and absorb into her skin. Just moments before her heart starts beating, her eyes shoot open completely dark, and her body floats gently to the ground.
"Drake..." She says opening her eyes, after minutes lying still on the ground, catching her breath and regaining her consciousness. "I saw her. I saw our daughter."
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The Demi (An Acotar fanfic)
FanfictionBased on the series by Sarah J. Mass. Eretriana, a demiyana, a half-human, and half otherworldly creature, and the fourth Archeron sister. The adopted daughter of Miryam and Drakon, the heir to the throne of Cretea, home to the most advanced technol...
