She fell asleep in Gray's arms. But once she's in her wonderland, she starts dreaming of herself.
Eris was a bright girl. Her mother loves her so much that she didn't get much attention from her father, whom she hasn't met. But her grandfather was always there for her Lukas II. Every night her mother would tell her stories about the tribes. About the gems and the guardians. She was too young but she believed in that story.
"So, the Phoenix serves the Dragons?" She asked.
"Yes, they served the dragons for centuries. Phoenix never dies. They are reborn again and again." Her mother lovingly caressed her hair. "And you my dear, is it part of it?"
"I'm special?" Young Eris asked. "Tell me more."
"According to the prophecy, a girl will be born with two different colors of eyes." She pointed to her nose. "She can foresee things that will happen and have happened. And she can change people's decisions."
