Welcome back to chapter twenty nine. The song used in this chapter is The Voice by Celtic Woman. Enjoy.

I hear your voice on the wind

And I hear you call out my name

``Listen, my child,`` you say to me ``I am the voice of your history Be not afraid, come follow me Answer my call, and I'll set you free``

The smooth male voice rang through his ears as he looked around with wide green eyes. He was in some type of clearing but everything was white.

I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain

I am the voice of your hunger and pain

I am the voice that always is calling you

I am the voice, I will remain

He continued to look around for the voice but seen nothing.

"Who's there?"

I am the voice in the fields when the summer's gone

The dance of the leaves when the autumn winds blow

Ne'er do I sleep thoughout all the cold winter long

I am the force that in springtime will growI am the voice of the past that will always be

Filled with my sorrow and blood in my fieldsI am the voice of the future, bring me your peace

Bring me your peace, and my wounds, they will heal

Out of the fog of white, he could make out something glowing.

"Who are you?"

I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain

I am the voice of your hunger and pain

I am the voice that always is calling you

I am the voice I am the voice of the past that will always be

I am the voice of your hunger and pain

I am the voice of the future

I am the voice, I am the voiceI am the voice, I am the voice

Out of the fog was a greyish-beige furred lion with a small dark grey mane. His bluish eyes glowed as he starred at the young golden furred lion.

"You have come a long way, Milo."

The golden lion raised a thick brown eyebrow. "How did you know my name?"

The greyish-beige lion rolled his bluish eyes. "You mean your given name. Not your birth name."

Milo growled. "What's the difference? Who are you?"

The greyish-beige furred lion smiled. "I am Daniel. Grandson of the first king and creater, King Jehovah and your names are very much different."

Milo looked at this lion. He looked to be around his age, maybe a year or two younger.

"Who am I?"

Daniel shook his head. "It's not important at the moment. Just know that I am your guardian spirit and I will be watching."

Daniel started to fade as the area started to brighten. Before the Daniel completely faded away Milo caught sight of a faded grey mark of a roaring lion head on his right shoulder.

Milo woke with a start. The dream felt real but he realized that Daniel didn't answer his other question.

"Who am I?"

Figuring that he wouldn't be able to go back to sleep, Milo stood and headed for the lake before heading to training. When the sixteen year old got to the lake he was greeted by the sight of Evans sitting on the ledge that looked over the lake. Milo tilted his head before walking over to the creamy lion.

"Evans..."

"Hmm..." Evans shook his head before looking to his side and sighed deeply when his bright blue eyes landed on the golden teen. "Milo. Good morning."

Milo frowned before looking at the lake and noticed that Evans' reflection was only half. He looked up at the sky before moving his eyes towards the older lion besides him. "You're in love with Loki? Aren't you?"

Evans lowered his head and closed his eyes. "Yes. But he's in love with Amell..."

Milo lowered his eyes as he realised that the reason that Loki has been off the grid is because he's grieving. "Maybe you should tell him..."

Evans inhaled and exhaled before shaking his head as he stood. "How about we go check on the recruits? There's a solider ceremony in a few months and we should get a glimpse of our new comrades."

Milo nodded shortly before following Evans.

...

In Windhelm Sherise woke with a start. The first thing she noticed was that she couldn't open her left eye and it hurts.

"Good you're awake."

Sherise recognised the voice as her grandmother's. "Grandma? What's going on? Why can't I see?"

The old dark cream lioness sighed. "Hasan found out about you and killed Jeremy."

Sherise's right eye widened as tears started to fall. "No..."

Jua embraced her granddaughter. "You must leave. Now."

Sherise looked up with her ears back. "I have been thinking about it. But where would I go?"

Jua placed a lighter colour paw on the dark brown lioness'. "There's something you need to know. I am not your real grandmother. Furaha wasn't your mother and Draco isn't your brother."

The fight she had with Draco instantly came to her. She wasn't a Windhelm and surprisingly, she's glad. "Who am I?"

Jua smiled lightly. "You're the daughter of a old friend of mine and a lioness named Hera. But I want you to listen. Yes your father has done bad things but it has nothing to do with you." Jua embraced the younger lioness. "The Pridelands is what awaits you. So you must go now. While it's Draco and Justin at the borders."

Sherise nodded and after saying farewell to her adopted grandmother and Jua she headed for the border.

BTBW

Sherise has been travelling for a month and a half after a very heartfelt goodbye. She remembers it all too well.

Sherise had reached the border and was greeted by Justin and Draco. "Hey guys. I'm sure you know that Furaha wasn't my birth mother." She glanced to Draco with tears in her eyes. "You're not my brother." Sherise remembered the argument they had, and felt sadness tighten her throat.

Justin couldn't believe what she heard. Draco didn't know what to think. "This is crazy...I'm really not? I really didn't mean it all either...I wish you were my sister." He pinned back his ears and blinked at Sherise.

Sherise smiled lightly before embracing the white lion. "No matter what...we'll always be siblings."

Sherise closed her eyes and cried. Her left eye doesn't hurt anymore but now she has a permanent scar. She also found out after hours of throwing up that she was pregnant again. She hopes it's Jeremy's and not Hasan's. A narrowed path ahead caused Sherise to exit her thoughts. She saw that a large part of the path was missing. The only way was to leap to the other side. But as she took a step back so she could have a running start the area she was on began to crumble before it broke into pieces. Sending Sherise into the raging waters below.

...

Milo woke up with a loud roar like yawn. He licked his lips before looking around to see most of his pride members gone. It was only a few of them that wakes at the crack of dawn but couldn't they wait. Sitting up the golden furred teen stretched and bend his body. Smiling when he heard the pleasant sound of cracking bones. Feeling satisfied, Milo got up and walked over to a nearby river. The water wasn't crazy like most mornings but calm and cool. He took a few laps to quenched his morning thirst. Afterwards the young male took a moment to look at his reflection. He had bright green eyes and a dark brown mane crowning his head with some bangs falling into his face. As he continued to look at his reflection a bright light flashed blinding Milo for a moment. Milo blinked his eyes open to see everything normal. But not everything was normal, there was a new scent that seemed right behind him. With a deep breath Milo turned where his jaw dropped.

"Long time no see. Huh?" chuckled a familiar greyish-beige furred lion, his bluish eyes glistening.

Milo pawed his eyes and shook his head, multiple times. Causing the greyish-beige teen to laugh as he scratched his mane with a colorless paw.

"Daniel?"

The golden lion voice came out unusual. He thought everything with the angel was a dream.

"The one and only."

Milo shook his head and laid down before putting his paws over his head. "I'm going crazy!"

Daniel laughed. "You should see the reactions to those my brothers and sister comes to see."

Milo sat up and sighed. "I can only imagine. What are you doing here?"

Daniel smiled. "Well...you heard of the second Queen Frigga? Right?"

Milo rolled his eyes. It was one of his lessons he learned from Scarlet. "Yeah. She's the queen of love and destiny, something like that."

Daniel smiled impressed. "Well...that's my mother. She wants me to help you...and so on."

Milo looked at the greyish-beige male with a raised eyebrow. "Sure...and I'm a prince."

Daniel laughed before smirking. "Well you actually are. A lost prince but a prince none the less."

Daniel couldn't believe it and he won't. He's not a prince. "Oh yeah. If I'm a prince what kingdom am I from?"

"Why, you're Prince Kopa of the Pridelands."