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A shield maker

"They can see us as green wraiths! They might think that we are gods! I am not the only mind and memory reader." Patrise pointed to the crane and the hunters.

"So they would think that the little me is very important to gods! But it brings many holes into my head."

She glanced at me and her look confirmed what I said. Why they left me to be after this and ignored me? Was it my thought or the weaver of immortality court had eyes on me and when I asked for the aid then she appeared? Maybe Ai's problem with me started from this night.

The crane became about to dispatch the dark water. I knew the king would show up soon. As Patrise mentioned, the rumors were saying that the fay king of Vita had arrived and fought Lashuka.

"You are here! How?" Lashuka let go of the little me, smirking and changing his path in my direction. I was sure that I made myself a sweet prey in a spider net. At least his expression was saying though.

"So I do! What is the point? How dare you touch the girl?"