Sirens

“Sirens?” Kimorra gasped and the seer nodded. Kimorra couldn’t find the words to speak. The answer she got was certainly not what she was expecting. “I thought they were myths,” she thought aloud.

“Thought so too, but apparently they exist,” the old man answered her.

“Then how come we haven’t heard or seen any of them?” Kimorra asked him.

“I am not supposed to tell you this but I will because your father is a very good friend of mine and it would be wicked of me to watch his only child suffer, but you must promise that you will handle this information wisely,” he said and she bopped her head almost immediately.

“I will, I promise,” she assured him.

“The existence of sirens was long wiped from the memories of mankind because of a certain greedy king,” he started.

“Who?” Kimorra asked curiously.

“You know him. The ruler of Greake, King Edwardo,” the seer revealed and Kimorra was beyond shocked.

“My father-in-law? How is that possible?”

“I’ll tell you the story.”

22 Years Ago.

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