Moonspear The girl who cheated death

Zyraena took a deep breath, steadying herself before speaking, her voice still soft but with a thread of desperation that clung to her words.

"The last time I saw her... It was several days ago, just before I left our home," she said, her lavender eyes momentarily clouding with memories. "We were together in the morning, and then—" she paused, her throat tightening as the fear and uncertainty threatened to spill over.

Her eyes grew distant, as though searching for the missing pieces in her mind, but nothing came. The memory faded like mist in the morning sun, slipping through her fingers.

"I... I don’t remember what happened after that." She looked at Sialuk, the uncertainty in her gaze more evident than ever. "I’ve been searching ever since, but... there’s a gap. I don’t know where she went or why I can't recall the last hours. Please, if you can help..." She trailed off.

She took a few shaky steps towards the woman.

"I would owe you a great debt."