Blackfeather Woods What's a boy to do.

The pain was slowly fading away. Those herbs, even after being chewed by his sister, were being effective. He knew that Potema had his mother's blessing for healing, and he could see her becoming a priestess in her adulthood. She was destined. But priestesses could see things others didn't, and Damien wondered if not remembering something like this had anything to do with her ability to see.

"Are you sure?" he asked looking straight at her. "How could you not?" he was sure that Grimnir had been the one, there was no other logical explanation, but if his sister told him otherwise he would believe her.