"If I wasn't cursed by the Mother goddess then none of this would have happened... I was meant to suffer alone, not with her", he turned to Beowulf with angry eyes.
He gulped. "Yes I understand Magnus, her reincarnation was not something I expected, for a goddess can't be".
Cedric didn't understand it himself, there was something at play here and it could only be the curse. "It's the curse that's affecting her too... I can't have it, I cannot protect her from what comes in this mortal body... " his teeth clenched. "History will repeat itself", the thought of it made his insides clenched, he would rather damn the world than have that happen again, to hold her cold body in his arms would make him run mad, he couldn't experience it again.
"The faster we end your curse, the faster your trial will be over in the mortal world," Beowulf said.
