Lysander broke the kiss and moved away from him. He got down to the ground and with a snap of his fingers his hair had turned golden again.
Tirandale and Theo stood side by side facing the golden haired boy once again. It felt so familiar like in the past when the two of them would look to Ly for advise and answers.
"We should erase their memories. The less they all know of the supreme gods the better," Lysander said indifferently.
Tirandale got to work on his order and went over to the beasts to make them forget everything they learned since their visit to the moving island.
"Are we going to talk about it?" Theo asked to him. With some of his memories from his time in the moving island returning to him, he was starting to understand where he came from.
"Which part do you want to discuss?" Lysander turned to face him with anger and hatred in his eyes.
