Bella POV
New Irismus
I was still lost in thought about the half finished statue as we began our descent into the ravine. I could not shake her off, from my mind. She reminded me of someone I knew, or was supposed to know. This had been her, the one who was larger than life, the one whose shoes I was supposed to fill, the one who was the reason for my being here.
Was she beautiful?
Had the Lord Ashdeer loved her a lot?
Was she very brave and strong?
Did she not make any mistakes at all?
All these thoughts were running amok within me as I tried to negotiate the descent. It was a treacherous path, littered with tiny pebbles and rocks. It smelt off as well, like something had died here and was rotting.
Did Ashdeer and Azriel love each other a lot? Was she a proper lady?
