Chapter 218

His voice came through, laced with amusement.

"Well, it seems everyone else has heard it already. You might want to check your account."

Confused, I quickly pulled up my social media profile, my fingers trembling slightly as I navigated through the notifications.

And there it was the video I had recorded in a moment of inspiration and left in my draft box had somehow gone live.

Over a hundred million views. Comments in languages I couldn't even recognize.

ple were raving about my return, dissecting every note, every visual.

I closed my eyes, a soft groan escaping my lips. "Rolin... this was a mistake. I didn't mean to-"

"I know," he interrupted with a chuckle. "I figured as much. But the world doesn't know that. They think you're back. And from the looks of it, they're thrilled."

I took a deep breath, trying to process it all.

Rolin continued, his tone turning more serious.

"There's also something else. I've signed you up for the peace exchange conference between humans and the other races. It's in a few days, and the organizers are beyond excited to have you perform. What do you want me to do? Cancel?" I sat there, phone pressed against my ear, my mind spinning.

Could I really do this? Could I make a full comeback, after all this time?

"Mummy?" Shirlika's small voice broke through my thoughts, her fingers tugging at my

sleeve.

at her brother, who stood quietly watching me

thought about the world waiting outside-fans who had believed in me, who had waited,

phone, a small smile tugging at

chuckled. "I figured you'd

I said, my voice growing

stand tall under the

the world, not just with my music-but with the life

was ready for them

flakes of snow beginning to fall gently as I stood in front of the mirror, carefully dressing Shirlika and my son, whose name I was still

Matira and Orlando, and I

Orlando now live together in the Thorne Valley

and sometimes Matira goes to keep

trying to make up for all those years apart. During the holidays, they would come together and visit

have a relaxing and wonderful

makes me

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I was an orphan girl who was scolded by her adoptive parents, or a Lama who was dispensable in Silvermoon; now I have finally found

spin, her

had chosen a dress for her that matched her lively spirit-an emerald green velvet

knee-length, with a ribbon tied at her waist, and the fabric shimmered faintly under the

in loose waves, held back by a small silver clip in the shape of

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