Losing My Siren Luna Quotes

“Cedric?” he said my name with surprise upon seeing me. “What are you doing here? I felt the magic in the necklace flare for a moment, but didn't hear a word from you. Is my daughter alright?” ​I look at the map and see different points marked with glowing stones. He must still be trying to find out how his daughter passed away in her first life. His goal since learning of her and her death has been to prevent it from happening again. There weren’t any clues as to how she died. He could just feel it. He felt it when the magic inside her died, then confirmed it when Alpha Lachlan set sail to find her and he revealed that he was searching for what happened to his mate who he felt had passed away. If that necklace were attuned to Elelira from the start and not created to protect her mother and be her beacon to the king, we would have known of her existence sooner. All that my king could find of his daughter in her first life after her death was the necklace she wears now. He found it at the bottom of the sea at the docks outside her uncle's pack. ​That necklace is his connection with his daughter, meant to keep her safe with his magic until hers comes in. If her mother had worn it in her life, my king would have felt it when she gave birth, and then would have felt every bit of her pain and come to save her, even after she rejected him. My king has been living with so much heartache for so long. ​King Brennus did an extensive investigation into Elelira's death, but never found his daughter’s body or revealed how she truly died. He had the alpha bring him her uncle’s body and used the uncle’s and his own blood to complete the spell to bring her back. ​My king is desperate not to let the same mistake happen to her again. He has been trying to piece together everywhere she was, where he felt her magic flare before she passed away, but he still can’t seem to figure out how she died. ​“She has been better, my king,” I bowed quickly, “That’s why I’m here. I would like to ask for permission to tell her everything.” ​He furrows his thick brows. “What do you mean?” ​“Sir,” I gulped nervously. “I, uh, think something horrible happened to her in her first life. Something truly traumatic that may be worse than just death. I would like your permission to speak openly with her. I want to tell her the truth in hopes of helping her, your majesty.”
― C. Hazlewood, Losing My Siren Luna