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One who rules.
One who dominates.
One who is ruthless.
“Allow me to give you a present,” he says to her, The Mother’s head turning sharply to look at me, then back at him. “Consider it an olive branch.”
“Mario!” she gasps.
Mario. Cam’s real name.
She reaches for him and they embrace, every person in the room instantly standing, clapping uproariously, my body going numb and rippling with nerve pain at the same time. Minutes pass and it feels like a millennia, but when the clapping is done, Cam looks at me, quelling the group, as they follow his gaze and look at me.
“She is the light,” he announces.
“She is the light,” the group intones, chilling my bones.
“She is the truth,” Cam leads, eyes blazing.
“She is the truth,” they repeat, like being in Rooney’s church.
“She will save many!” The Mother interrupts, taking over, co-opting Cam.
“She will save many,” everyone repeats, except this time, mocking laughter interrupts, so cruel, so surreal.
Every word they say meant something different just a few days ago.
And now? Now it means my death.
“Thank you, Princess!” Cam shouts to me. “The Prophecy above all.”
And as I black out, those are the words I hear before going unconscious.
He is right.
They got their prophecy.
I am The Prophecy after all.
