CRAVING THE PRIMORDIAL ELDER
The Dark Lord did not speak with a mouth, his voice sounded inside Lihont’s head, like a deep, scary growl that made the glass of the mirror vibrate.
"I can feel a change in the air, Lihont," the Dark Lord whispered. "I can feel Naelis's light getting stronger…It is like a small candle that is turning into a giant sun. She seems to be becoming more and more powerful by the minute and if her light gets too bright, it might hurt me."
Lihont frowned when he heard the name Naelis. He hated her light and hated anything that was good or bright.
"Do not worry about Naelis or anyone else, my Lord," Lihont said firmly. "She is just a girl and she might have a little bit of power, but she is weak comp
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