Kraven took a step back, overcome by the weight of her words. "What prophecy? No one has ever been written for a thousand winters."
"It was," The witch gritted her teeth, no one knew this because the Five Courts tried to erase it. "Six hundred winters ago, on the Hallowmoon."
Kraven blinked. "The day I was born."
"Yes, that prophecy shook the realm or at least the fucking Courts who knew the truth. They didn't dare to mention it because they knew what it meant. It said a light and darkness will be born. The light born of the kiss of Lifara and the darkness reborn from Daudi's Hand, and these two gifts of the gods will take on the evil of the world."
"You're wrong," Kraven growled.
"Am I?" she countered.
However, seeing not one spark of lies in her eyes, he knew it was true.
