Amaris turned his gaze towards Arya, his eyes filled with curiosity and anticipation. "You remember who you are?" he asked, his voice tinged with a mixture of wonder and disbelief.
Arya met his gaze, her eyes carrying a wisdom that extended far beyond her youthful appearance.
"Yes," she replied simply, her voice unwavering. "I am a goddess."
Amaris blinked, his wolfish instincts sensing the truth in her words. The air seemed to grow charged with an ancient power, and he understood.
"A goddess?" he repeated, his tone reflecting both awe and understanding.
Arya nodded, a serene smile gracing her lips.
"Yes, Amaris. I have been reborn in this mortal form, but my essence, my divinity, has always been a part of me."
Amaris's thoughts raced as he processed this revelation.
He had felt a connection with Arya that transcended the ordinary, but now he knew why.