JASMINE’S POV
I left on at the handsome man looking down at me.
He was so handsome and something about his energy drew me to him.
It wasn’t due to the fact that he was smiling, he just seemed like the type of man you would throw yourself in the river for.
He had a perfectly lined jaw that I knew wasn’t exaggerated by the artist.
A glint in his green eyes that he’d mischief.
His beautiful golden hair lay neatly on his head, his perfectly arched brows fashioned his face.
He was such a beautiful man I was stunned.
He looked absolutely nothing like Bale.
And then for a split second it made me wonder why Bale’s painting wasn’t here either.
"O.... Ott." I muttered to him as I tried to reach his arm.
The pains had instantly disappeared.
I didn’t turn away from the handsome man’s painting and kept on trying to tap Otto.
"Mmmhh?" Otto mumbled then I heard a pause and felt him looking too.
"Wow." Otto said.
All I could do was stare at this man.
I became clouded with this overwhelming feeling of déjà vu.
Like I knew him.
The exact same way I had felt once I had gotten into the royal pack.
It clouded my entire emotions.
And then my spirits lifted.
If his portrait was here, then that meant he was still alive.
I turned to Otto with excitement. "Otto.... I think he is alive and here."
My hands were shaking in glee.
"Aren’t you in pains anymore?" He asked me.
I shook my head. "No I can barely feel a thing. I need to see him!"
Finally I was going to be able to meet him.
I was going to know my mother’s family.
That was all that mattered at the moment.
"And then he could interpret the last part of the map." Otto said in an enthusiastic tone.
Everything that I had questioned.
I was finally about to be given an answer.
My hands went to my round tummy and in my heart, I gently told my baby.
"I told you we were going to find a way didn’t I?"
And then I smiled.
"Come." Otto said to me and I noticed his eyes were wavering around.
"What?" I mumbled.
I looked and saw for myself.
Eyes were looking at us and there were whispers.
The people were staring and I could see the questions in their eyes.
They were wondering who we were and why we were looking so much at the paintings.
"Yeah we should go." I said agreeing without even waiting for him to ask.
I took his arm and led him to the path that had been described where the healer was.
We walked down the pack halls.
The air felt different.
"We need to try not to look out of place here." He whispered to me as he led me down.
I nodded in agreement as we went back on our way.
The atmosphere felt entire different here.


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