The memory of all the past visions surfaced in Sylvester's mind. The time he saw the little girl being born. The first time he saw her walk, the first time he saw her get hurt and cry, or the first time she used a magical spell. He knew about the girl named Zye more than probably even her parents.
In a way, he came to care for her mentally and hoped to see her again in his visions, just to ensure she was fine. But, sadly, nothing was fine, and she ended up belonging to Sol's most cursed royal family.
'So… Zye is the last of her bloodline, and she was sold by an Archbishop. Wait, when did this happen? I saw that vision more than a year ago.'
"When was the Royal Family killed?" He inquired.
With a look of doubt and curiosity, the old Archpriest replied. "Three weeks ago. Why do you seem so interested in them, young priest? Did you perhaps know them?"
