I speak and plead even with a pathetically shaky voice, "please, we came this far. Please give us a chance- this person's memory is crucial to me."
Her eyes soften, and she sympathizes, "I know your intentions, child. I know your desire to unlock closed doors of your past, present, and future. Especially your mother."
My eyes widen, and I could feel the surprised stares from Faye and Rhys. I don't want to face them like this. But how did the Queen know about that? It was my primary goal from before, and I'd resume it after reviving Frida's memories.
The Queen approaches me, "I can read the truths of people; I can see pieces of the picture of their past and their future. However, what you need is healing first, and that I can't provide it to you."
"Why? I thought Thapabians were gifted to heal?" I croak.
