Daryn gaped at her, at his mother… "What do you mean?" he asked in a gravelly voice. "Who are you?"
"I am Sedora, the queen of sorceresses." She poked her finger in his hand. "And you are my son."
Daryn's shock had shot up to the sky. He was so confused that he was speechless. "But you are a werewolf."
Sedora laughed. "Hell no!" she pulled her hand away from him. Raising it in the air, she closed her fist and then brought it near her mouth. She opened her fist and blew her breath over it. Right in front of Daryn an illusion was created in the air. He saw the younger self of Gayle and Sedora getting married in the Ulfric. The vision turned to Gayle in his wolf form running along with Sedora in her wolf form in the jungles.
And then… something shocked him.
Right in the corner of every scene, he saw a shadow of a woman around them. Nothing is, as it seems…
