CIRI: THE LOST TRIBRID PRINCESS
Rowena dusted herself up, using a hand to massage her neck as she grabbed the second cup of tea from the table, and took a seat.
“It's Davina,” I corrected, stepping closer to Asula. “I wouldn't be here if it wasn't important. We are in great danger in my time Asula and you are the only one that can help us,”
Asula took her seat, her eyes on me as she asked. “And the dark one is called?”
“Rowena,” Auntie Dearest offered, sipping from her tea. “Her favorite auntie,”
Rowena's words caused Asula to glance her way, before bringing her questioning gaze at me. “And Petrova, your mother?”
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