Bloodlines of Archaea I. Afira

Still mourning the death of my Grandmother, I had been crowned Queen of the Island of Skyfire and I had responsibilities.He grabbed my hand and pulled me closer, whispering, “not now, and not here. The shadows have ears. Meet me here, at dawn, come alone. I’ll explain everything.” He took one last glance at me as if wondering whether or not I was ready for something. He then ran away, silently and gracefully sliding across the sand.And then I was alone once more.