"But it was impossible! You heard Urulg, he clearly said that it was fayes. My parents were humans, Alvaro, there was no way it was them." She argued with an inaudible voice at Alvaro inside their make-shift tent beside Urulg's parents' house.
"But they could be wrong, Gala. Remember when Urulg and the witches mistook you as a faye? Maybe they did the same with your parents." Alvaro retorted; his chin resting on the top of his hand while his eyes were staring down at her in the bed across his bed which were made from dried haystacks.
She sat upright, her brow knitted together. "Were you implying that my parents could have a connection with the orcs? In case, you forgot I came from a non-magical household, how they could possibly know about other dimensions and most importantly, how did they break into the barrier?" She exhileratedly asked him, the veins on her neck was about to burst with such pressure she had put into every words.
