Descendent

Elara POV

It was impossible. But I had been so sure that it was him. His body had been thinner, his hair longer and his clothes had been hanging off him, but it had been him. I was certain of it. Varek looked at me warily before glancing at the trees. He was gone. My voice was faint. "Varek, it was my father, I’m sure it was" I insisted, feeling slightly hysterical.

Was my father following us? Did