But Neera was human, and there was no denying that humans didn't even live up to a pinch of demons' lifespan. The thought enclosed around Jasmine, and albeit it was a dark one, it was the truth she knew to give her some modicum of comfort. Neera was going to grow old, but she was not. Neera was going to die, and she, not even in a thousand years to come.
But if that is how she would get her turn to be Queen of the land and someday of Zavian's heart, she would wait. She would let them both have all the time in the world, for she believed, sooner or later, she will be just fine.
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