Consorts

While packing the dusty attic of my childhood home, my fingers brushed against a worn leather book. Its cover, cracked and faded, read “Cathela" Memories flashed—the evenings my mother would hold me close and read those enchanting tales. Curiosity pulled me to open it, but before I could turn the first page, a swirl of light engulfed me. Suddenly, I found myself standing in a dazzling realm of shimmering towers and silver forests. A tall man stepped forward, with eyes as deep as the night sky—my father, though I barely knew him. He spoke softly, revealing the truth: on the night they sent me and my mother to Earth, the other fathers had perished, victims of a dark curse meant to destroy our bloodline. I was meant to be hidden, but now I was summoned back to inherit my fate.