Nefretiri
Alister hadn't removed the amulet the witches made him, but he did now.
He unclasped the chain and threw it toward his birth mother, his expression a mix of triumph and icy resolve. This moment, a culmination of years of struggle, must have been a whirlwind of emotions for my friend. No longer a pawn in her game, he was finally free to be the blessing he was born to be. I watched as the weight of a lifetime of burdens lifted from his shoulders, his life finally his. It had cost the life of his real mother and the sanity of his father, but Nathxena had lost.
"Haven't you heard?" I cocked my head to the side, smiling proudly at Alister. "We voted in a new replacement to the council, and it was unanimously Alister."
