The Daughter of Daenys [On Hold]

Meeting Daenys - Chapter 3

Where was I? I opened my eyes and around me was a dark room with a stone floor and cobblestone walls. I looked in front of me. There stood a girl, dressed in a loose Greek dress. So many questions where racing around my head. Where was I? Why was I here? When can I go home? But the biggest question of all was, who has Daenys?! I allowed me self to be escorted through hallways of stone, cobblestone and the occasional tapestry. Finally, a boy in tough looking armour opened a massive set of doors into what looked like a throne room. Ahead of me I could see someone's white blond hair. The rest of their body was barely visible in the dimly lit room. The girl pushed me forward, I stumbled and tripped on the uneven stone floor.

'Eryn, Daughter of Daenys, do you know why I am?'

The speaker's voice echoed through the empty and sparsely furnished hall. It was strong and powerful. But something made it seem... soft. I took a small step forward.

'Uh, no.'

I sensed that I had said something wrong.

'Eryn. I am Daenys, a goddess. I am your mother.'

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