| When Kirial noticed Fiona pale she grew worried. Nothing ever made that girl pale in fear. At Fiona's sharp intake of breath, Kirial realized something was wrong. Roka's attitude and lengthy lecture were not the reasons for this girl's palor. "Who are you?" Those three simply whispered words were enough to totally silence everyone in the room. Kirial's head jerked around to find the ghostly figure of Gethzerion staring at Fiona. Shock and joy fought with one another inside Kirial's chest. Quickly she looked to Roka. The paleness of fear/shock had stricken him also. "I am your daughter..." Fiona whispered and held her hand out. Kirial started to speak and quickly shut her mouth. This was for Fiona to handle. Gethzerion's face registered shock and disbelief... |
| I Am Your Daughter |