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Just as much as she has captivated me.

I continue to track her emotions and her light. She doesn’t fly north.

See me. Change course.

She flies west for about an hour before stopping. Another light burns brightly next to hers.

Then I know. This is where I caught a glimpse of her, where her light flickered into existence as if entering my world from another place. Yes. The entrance to the dragon realm, where Mother Siana came from. Is my emrys running home after her adventure on this mortal plane?

No!

I panic. I pace.

Don’t leave. See me. See me.

I flare my light across the expanse in my mind’s sight.

See my light.

She’s distracted. So many wretched emotions are coursing through her. Has she come to care for the mortals?

Four more lights join hers. Six emrys lights together! How’s this possible? They move within a small area. How I wish Albus could have flown fast enough to learn what was happening!

Her light bounces and flares, as do those near hers. A gamut of emotions spins through her and settles on crushed.

Something has hurt her more than killing all those people several weeks ago did.

Despite her pain, I’m shocked when her light lashes out and flashes over the other five lights. They slide away from her, in which my Niawen uses this to retreat from them on her dragon.

A confrontation? Did she fight them?

Niawen’s hurting, her emotions have taken a clear hit. She and her dragon fly in circles, as if they’re not sure where to go. Not back to the palace full of doting princes, not back to the apparent fight.

Is she an outcast?

Did those five lights keep her from entering the dragon realm?

Why? Because her light is tarnished?

Because she was dallying with humans?

I will take you in exile. I empathize with you. I am an exile from my homeland.

See me. Come to me.

I will give you a place to belong.

Full of hope, I flare the light in my heart-center.

A part of her withers, but a part of me comes alive.

Her light stops making circles and turns in my direction.

She has seen my light.

She is coming.

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