KPOV (Kyran POV)
I had no idea how my father could look so soft, and warm, and loving, but stand there with a glare that could top that of any other angry superior that I've met in my time.
"Is there something that you need father?" I asked, faking innocence. That seemed to amuse him, he smiled and began pacing my room, side to side in front of my bed, looking at me occasionally.
"Just what are you trying to pull?" He finally asked me. He looked at me, and frowned.
"I don't know that you're talking about, father. But I'm a bit exhausted from all the excitement, so I think I'll take a nap.' I said flopping backward onto the bed.
"Kyran, listen to me, you can't just go spouting off family facts around her like that! She needs to regain her memory the way your mother is planning or else-"
"Or else what dad? Or else she'll remember things that you don't want her to?" I shouted at him getting off the bed and storming up to him.
"What do you mean?" he asked like he didn't know.
"Oh, don't you play dumb with me, why don't you admit the real reason you erased Mikala's memory and sent her to slum with the humans? Why don't you finally just say it?" I screamed at him.
"Kyran, settle your voice, you're getting out of control." He said.
"NO! I will not settle me voice. The only reason you sent her away was because she loved someone else, and that got in the way of the marriage that you had set up for her! You can't accept that something wasn't going to go your way!"
"Ah, the marriage, that's right. He's supposed to be stopping by tonight." My father said like I wasn't even there. "I better go remind your mother so that things can be prepared." He said and turned from the room.
"Why can't you just accept the fact that we love each other?!" I yelled, tired, and drained.
"Son, she doesn't love you, she barely even knows who you are. So move on, she'll be doing the same thing. This is best for everyone." He said and walked from the room.
I fell to my knees as the door clicked shut. How can he expect me to just move on? I love her so much, and I know that she loves me, I see it in her eyes.
MPOV (MikaPOV)
I searched the whole house until I found my mother lounging in one of the living rooms.
"Mother, you needed me for something?" I asked walking over to the couch that she was laying on.
"Yes, I did. We need to talk about your memory. I have a way to give it back to you. Then this all won't be too weird for you anymore." She said.
"660 years of memories is quite a lot." I said.
"It will take some time to get every memory back to you. Maybe about a week minimum." She said.
"So how will this work?" I asked excited.
"It's fairly simple for you." She laughed. "I just have to track down a rather difficult recipe for a memory potion, you drink it, and then you'll just sleep and you'll relive everything again, just really fast, and they'll be some memories you'll get back the you won't see. You'll have to decipher them yourself when you wake up from it all." She said.
"Oh." Is all I could say.
"So do you want to do this?" She asked standing up and taking my hands.
"Of course I do!" I yelled.
"That's great, I can't wait to have all of my baby back," She said and pulled me into a hug.
Ugh, I hope you liked this, I have to get back to writing something else. It's an actual book that I'm writing, I have a deadline to meet, and I have to write write write! haha