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3 years later:
Market of herbs, western border:

Eva POV:

I took bath before going to the shop.
I had bread with sauce in breakfast and now I was sitting on little wooden chair in front of the mirror.

"What had changed?"

I was staring into the mirror.
There were marks of ageing,18 forever had changed to 21.
A girl stared back to me with Pale skin and large brown eyes which had not encountered peaceful sleep in her whole life,the fear always loomed in her eyes.
My raven hair looked rough with no shine.
My cheekbones appeared disturbingly to see,
my lips lost their colour-changed to light blue instead of pink.I lost something into the woods, I lost myself.

"And I lost my witch."

I mumbled slowly, difficult for my own ears,a drop of tear rolled down on my pale rough cheek.
I wiped it out with my back palm and took a deep breath.
I promised myself not to go back to my memory lane.Avoiding my thoughts of incidents that took place in 'death forest' but still I was thinking about it. I always did, it was something beyond my will.

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~flashback~

*Middle of ' death forest'*

Somewhere deep in my mind I was scared about upcoming events.
Why did I allow my witch to take control? I have no answers...may be I trusted her faithfulness.
She wanted to run to him but something wasn't good.
My mind told me I shouldn't have let her control.
She was desperate to go to him and I lost my little faith.
I was struggling to get back control but she won't let me but I didn't wanted to give it up either.
We both struggled with each other and this made my witch's actions slow and difficult,But she somehow succeeded to leave the back of tree and came in sight of him.
She was in denying mode,she couldn't believe on her eyes neither do I.
He lunged on us.
I was caged in my own mind seeing everything helplessly.
My witch's agonising cry could be heard in every corner of the forest.
Our necks were under his teeth.
His two teeth pierced the skin and travelled deep into my neck.
I felt pain and something inexpiable.
I knew my witch was hurt,She felt betrayed. When his teeth further pierced into my neck- my eyes were widely opened.
He shook my neck with his teeth like a true predator but something wasn't right.
A werewolf king held my neck and I was still alive... no one could believe it.

My witch was angry, she pushed him with both hands but he didn't loosen his grip on my neck.
I heard my witch chanting with all force and vigour left.
I knew she also wanted me to chant but I didn't I was angry on her and on her faith in him.
We were struggling with werewolf King of Kings,no ordinary werewolf, not even any second rank king can fight with him. I -the last left witch of this entire world was fighting for my life.

"THE SAVING OF BOTH OR THE ONE,
ONLY TRUE LOVE BRING LOVE AGAIN,
MAKE THIS CREATURE'S PUNISHMENT WORSE,
REJECTION IS THE PAIN OF HEART LET HIM HAVE ONE MOON MY LORD,
MY DEATH IS THE PROOF OF LOVE,
PUNISH HIM SAME AGAIN AND AGAIN."

and before I stopped her she bound him with us,one powerful "DEATH LOVE" spell.
And I lost her, I felt her pain I felt her disappearance. I felt my part dead. I was standing there screaming on my own death.

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