The air is cool and still when I step out onto the training field. Morning dew clings to the grass, sparkling under the rising sun like it holds secrets. I should be focused.
I should be clearing my mind, centering my energy. But all I can think about is Nyx and Xena. All I can think about is the love that turned into hatred. The power that was never wanted. The betrayal I still don’t understand.
What could possibly shatter a bond like that?
I try to picture Xena, but it’s hard to imagine someone I’ve never seen. All I have are fragments of who she is, but no face. Nothing that can tell me how to handle her.
Nyx… I know her. I’ve felt her pain, her strength, her rage. I’ve carried her memories like they were my own. But Xena? She’s still a mystery. And I can’t fix what I don’t underst
