The Prophet

In the end, Ignis lets me go. He just stares after me with his puppy eyes, and I feel like the cruellest of the women. But I have to do this alone.

I leave Adelphium with my husband, sincerely praying I'll find him unscathed when I return. And I turn towards where the High Priest pointed at.

It's time to see this prophet friend of his. I was starting to believe it was all a made-up story, but he said I'm going to meet a person. Who other than the so mysterious prophet?

I push a door and step into a small room. It's dark, but I can feel the energy evolving here. There's someone powerful, but they keep every part of the magic close to their body, so it can't be sensed outside.

So much control is admirable.

«Hello,» I say in the dark.

I can't see anything, so it's quite uncomfortable. If this energy wasn't harmless to me, I would be worried.

«There's a candle on the table... I don't light it because... Well, I don't need it,» a voice says.