The father-daughter duo is having fun in the garden of the small house. As the daughter ran around and the father pretended not to be able to catch her, the ten year old child's laughter filled the place. The mother silently watched, admiring from afar, her eyes moist with unshed tears. She knew what she had to do, she knows she can't be selfish now, not if she wished to protect her small family. The father's eyes fell on the mother of his daughter, ever so observant, he understood something was wrong. He persuaded his daughter to go into her room and rest. The daughter, tired with all the running, went to her room.

The man went near the woman and asked, "What's wrong sweetheart? Did something happen in the Market?" The woman sobbed, "They are still searching for me. I can't let them find us, they will kill us all, I can't let our daughter die." The man's expression went grim, "Don't worry we will find a way."

The woman yelled, "You don't understand, the moment they find out I have a child, they will kill her." The man replied in a soft voice, "We will do something. You saw something in the market right, it's okay we will move from here in the morning." He took the woman in his arms to console her. What they didn't know was that their daughter had listened to the whole conversation, although she didn't understand it now, she will remember this conversation for her whole life.

At night, the woman got up from her bed determined, she knew what she had to do. She kissed the sleeping man's forehead and muttered "I am sorry." She went to her daughter's room and did the same. Then she left at the dead of the night.

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A day later, the man is seen on his knees in the extravagant throne room as he begged, "Please your Majesty, do something, save her please, she believes they will kill her."

The King uninterested replied, "There is nothing that can be done without breaking the peace treaty, I can't interfere in their matters."

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The Lunara temple was full of chatter, why wouldn't it be, it had been a while since a prophecy of this scale had been recorded by a divination witch. A worker who had overheard the conversation of the witches, spilled whatever he understood. All everyone could talk about was that the world was going towards destruction and it was in the hands of a hybrid to save it. But the problem was that there were no hybrids, at least none that they knew the existence of.

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