(No one POV)
Princess Nesta.
She was born with the divine blessing, the one among the slayers of the Tyrant Lord Zedkiel. She was born with a purpose.
But the gods can only create a path. The action of their life and fate plays an undivided role in a person's destiny.
And that was something even the Lords can't interfere with.
So when the light spirit princess fell into the arms of the Dark Lord, there was no escape for the little child.
"Stay here, my princess. Stay here and protect your brother. No matter what happens, don’t come out." papa kissed the top of her head and then on her brother's.
He hugged them tightly, his hands shivering.
"Promise me that you will do anything to protect your little brother," he said as the young 10 year old nodded, tears running down her face.
