"Look at me" it was Aelin who spoke,he couldn't do it,he couldn't face her.
"Look.at.me" she repeated,Neon looked up at her not removing his legs from his chest.
"We aren't going to hurt you but if you try to leave, there will be consequences,you will stay in this room until we say otherwise."
Neon nodded his head.Everyone left him alone there and he lay back trying to accept the fact that he could never turn into a werewolf ever again.It was worth it though,he got vengeance for Chris,he still had that.
He still had that.
Neon was awoken from his slumber by the sound of an Owl fluttering in through the open window and landing on the bedside table,Neon looked at her with an empty expression.
"I know who you are" Neon began,your name is Miranda,Maeve kept you at her side to protect her from the valg."
The owl shifted into a beautiful young woman. she was centuries old perhaps even a millennia yet her youth a vitality still oozed from her like honey off a honey comb.
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Neon admitted,it was strange seeing magic work in Rifthold.
"Maeve,always told me you were to clever for your own good" She whispered so the others wouldn't hear her."You're from Lycria"
"Maeve told you about my kingdom?"
"Yes but that's not important" Miranda replied,"The world won't survive without the Lycrians saving them from the Valg,even if Terrasen raises an army. "Lycria has been razed" Neon muttered,how can the Lycrians possibly ever return?"
"There are many surviving Lycans all over the world such as yourself who are all waiting for the return of their king."
Neon knew who she was talking about,Lycaon Warrios,the crown prince of Lycria who was said to have died during the Valg invasion.
"Prince Lycaon has been dead for 12 years" Neon said,shaking his head. " They never found a body" Miranda tried
"Prince Lycaon has been dead for 12 years" Neon repeated,slower this time.He wasn't about to go searching for some dead prince because a magical owl told him to.
"Please" She begged,her eyes filling with tears, Neon raised his eyebrows at here desperation.
"I've been trapped like that next to Maeve for centuries,my sentience reduced to something completely worthless,my misery reaching unending depths but she didn't care,she was only concerned about herself,that's all she ever cared about,she would have gladly left me in agonising pain for eternity and not even regret it if it meant that she got what she wanted,I don't want to lose this freedom Neon,please don't let this world go to hell,please"
Neon had to admit,he was moved,he never considered how scarring being trapped with a monster such as Maeve for so long would have been,he had been forced to serve her for a little over a decade and would never truly recover from it but even then he was allowed to move,to feel,to breathe.Miranda's pain would follow he throughout the rest of her existence,impossible to escape regardless if Maeve was dead.
