Theron's eyes grew distant, "No, Father sent me here with one mission. Should a child be born in the village bearing the mark of thunder, I was to hand it over to him. Time passed, and the mission began to fade in my mind. The village became home. I cherished the simplicity of life here, setting up my own shop and engaging in daily life."
His voice softened, almost breaking, "And then there was Elara. Vibrant and full of life, her laughter was the melody I didn't know I was missing in my life."
"While my past was marred with rigid training, days in the wilderness fending for myself, and being taught the cruel ways of killing and torture, Elara was a beacon of hope for me. I had always kept people at arm's length, guarding my secrets and my heart. But with Elara, it was different."
