Bonded To The Alpha God of War
A card, black as soot and threaded with red veins, forged in ash and blood, pulsing faintly with enchantment into the hands of the maid.
“This…” Seryna whispered, her voice low, “…is the last thread of my rebellion against my sister. If anything happens to me, this card will answer in my stead. Guard it well, for your fate will ride upon its awakening.”
The maid lowered her eyes, clutching the card to her chest as though it were both a blessing and a curse. She didn’t know that night sealed Seryna’s destiny to be bound forever to the forest.
The healer’s chest tightened, for she could already feel the threads of destiny weaving around the maid, the maid's life was already tied to it.