(42) Rogan’s Child
Amarah
Merow and Mersia seem to like me enough to make sure that I’m always comfortable in everything that I do. Somehow, I see the streak of protectiveness in each of them just like Maex. It’s a no-brainer how the three of them are related. Merow even asked me if needed a wheelchair to meet King Arius in his throne room, where he’s sure to be grilling the long line of nobles.
“He’s for sure eager to meet you” Merow assures me. “You have been on his mind for the longest time ever since Rogan remembered you. She has a hard time remembering things of recent events. So even we’re shocked and elated that she remembered you.”
I smile. “I’m flattered that she does. We have been together so brief; I didn’t think I would leave a lasting impression”
“You’re special,” Mersia
