CHAPTER 292
Jareth dropped his hand from hers and so did she as her gaze wandered off into the distance. Whenever her aunt told her of the story, she was a bit sad but more intrigued by it and happy about the love between the half breed and the merman.
This time around, she was sad. Sad because her life turned into something else because of a past she knew nothing about.
Astrid was sad because the teller of the tale was no more. She was sad because she was left alone in this word with a burden to bear all alone.
She was sad because the bitter truth was really bitter. Her people had suffered the most in all of these and her mother ended up being the mega victim.
This was the story of her people and how she, the first hybrid, came to be.
"Okay, come and rest. You can eat something while I gather some woods to make a fire."
