Feya suppressed this slightly comical thought.
She curled up like a pitiful stray cat or dog, hiding in the confined space of her blanket, gazing at the slit of window that let in a faint light.
"Ten years have passed, mom, Sasha still hasn't found the things you said would make me cherish and hold dear, I've even returned to the same place as before."
"Have you really not found anything?"
Suddenly, it was as if a voice from deep within her heart was questioning her.
Feya's pupils dimmed.
"I did find something... but I didn't hold onto it."
The face of a cheerful young girl who always had a smile on her face invaded her mind.
"Little Ya, look, look, this is a snow elf flower from the Emerald Forest."
"Your tail is so soft, it's so much fun to play with. Those lords are so strange, aren't fox ears and tails very pretty?"
"Little Ya, you have to run, they know you're here, my father is sending someone to catch you, hurry!"
"Little Ya, I will save you... definitely..."
