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“Igraine,” I said, feeling a warmth that surprised even me.
“Feremir,” she replied. “It’s nice to see you finally realized who you are supposed to be.”
Her cryptic words were met with suspicion from the resistance members standing close to her. She did not seem to care.
“He was the source of the addition to the prophecy?” the white-haired man asked, looking directly at Aislinn.
“Yes,” Aislinn said.
“Addition?” I asked.
Aislinn turned to me. “We knew of the prophecy before you had it. But you saw more than your predecessors.”
“What was new about it?” I asked.
“I’ve been wanting to talk to you about that,” Aislinn replied quickly. “Do you remember the prophecy?”
“Of course, he does,” the white-haired man said, his tone pushing me to be completely honest as though he doubted my intentions. “Diviners cannot forget visions even if they try.”
I nodded. “I do remember.”
“Repeat it, if you don’t mind,” Aislinn said. “Don’t leave out any details.”
“It started with parting a river,” I said, my voice becoming deeper although I hadn’t intended it to. Everyone listened in utter silence, some even leaning toward me as I kept speaking. “It was gentle at first, but as I looked at it, it foamed and became violent. Then, it parted. Downstream it went into a well, crashing, breaking, destroying it until no pieces were left behind. Up, I saw it breaking a crown. I had not seen the crown before, but as I looked up, I saw it being destroyed.”
“We should write this down,” the white-haired man gestured at a young woman. She quickly grabbed a parchment off the table and started scribbling on it as I paused to wait for her to keep up.
“Then rain came,” I continued. “It joined the two rivers, causing a flood. I saw fighting right then, next to the water, turning the waters into blood. Then, as fear rose in me, the sky broke into two, a beam of light coming down together with a beam of darkness. They joined together.”
“And then?” Aislinn asked, her tone excited.
“I saw a figure in the dark, whose face I could not see,” I continued as someone inside the room gasped. “And that was it.”
“And do you remember the words you told me?” Aislinn asked.
“Twice born, from a union of enemies,” I said. Aislinn nodded as I went on without hesitation. “From unity comes war and peace... Dark in light and light in dark, with suffering, it will cease.”
“That last part,” Aislinn said. “That was new.”
“It ends in suffering?” a woman with dark hair asked, her hand grasping onto the arm of the man standing beside her as though she needed support. Her voice was shaking.
“Might not mean what you think it means,” Igraine said. “Prophecy is always cryptic.”
“We knew the word was unfinished,” Aislinn said, mainly to me. “All the minstrels said it needed a proper end. But we did not know what it was until you saw it.”
“You didn’t see anything else?” the white-haired man asked.
I shook my head.
“It was my fault,” Aislinn said guiltily. “I interrupted him.”
“You didn’t know,” I replied. Aislinn nodded, but she did not seem relaxed at all.
“Did you try to see the rest?” Igraine asked.
“There might not be anything else to see,” the white-haired man spoke.
“I didn’t try,” I replied sheepishly. It was the truth. In my efforts to prevent any information from leaking to the queen, I had tried the opposite.
