Page 12 of The Demon King's Destiny

She turned the medallion over. There were words engraved across the surface.

ISTINA NIKAD NE UMIRE

The truth never dies.

It was a saying in the old language, one she hadn’t heard since childhood. Sitting back on her heels, she waited for the elements to tell her something. Anything.

They remained silent.

Unsure what to do with the seemingly valuable trinket, Evelyn decided to keep it. It was a puzzle she could work on at a later time.

She dried it off using the bottom of her shirt. Her trousers lacked pockets, so she lifted the chain around her neck. As she rose to her feet, she tucked the cool metal into her shirt, hiding it from anyone who might happen upon her.

During her walk home, she debated the merits of showing the necklace to her family. The elements whirred in dissent and she sighed.

Evelyn trusted her magic. It didn’t mean she always liked it.

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