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Not a liar? He took that with a grain of salt. Between the witch and the golden woman Firefly was more keen to trust the witch; still, having the truth confirmed was jarring. The next question caused the serious expression on his face to briefly falter.

He didn't have any memory of Niamh after all.

I want answers. But I have no reason to seek her out or abandon Rusalka. My alliegance is to you and the life we have built here. Little did he know that these words and subtle promises would mean so very little in the coming days. For now he meant them. Kin or not, Niamh is nobody to me.