CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
It’s difficult for me to handle my pride like that. Even though it wasn’t easy to accept that I’m powerful and that I might have a higher calling, I’ve grown used to the idea. I was fully committed to this journey and excited to see what it would bring.
Realizing this path was always meant for Shelby is a blow. It’s like watching my adventure slip away from me. And I want to steal it back.
Still, I know I should never fight for a title like that. I can’t attack someone who was meant for the sword. Though I’m still angry at Shelby, I just can’t do it.
As I accept my fate though, Shelby surprises me by kneeling in front of me.
“What’s going on?” I ask, completely baffled.
“This sword is yours,” Shelby says. “You deserve it. You’ve earned it.”
“What do you mean?” I counter. “You were the one who was able to lift the sword out of the rock, not me. Clearly, the sword belongs to you.”