The great and powerful Queen of Ixoviya, Sedora who wanted to bring the Lore to her feet, who wanted to be the supreme power of the Lore was now reduced to a wrinkly self. Sedora had planned on forming an alliance with various Lords and Kings of the Lore. The Fae Prince Áed Ruad had already pledged his allegiance and so had the King of Zor'gans apart from several other factions who had built their colonies amongst the Lore people.
However, this prophecy was always at the back of her mind and was always hindering her plans.
Realization of the fact that whatever she had strived for over five hundred years was brought down within a few minutes… by a neotide.
Sedora looked at Gayle who was glowering. "Do you believe I am your mate?" she asked, as skin bunched around her eyes.
Dawn understood what she was playing at. If Gayle agreed, then it meant that killing Sedora would lead to Gayle's death. He would wither away eventually and follow her to her death.
