Chapter 94: The Forgotten Truth

Zendedari cursed his fragmented memory, a puzzle with missing pieces that were vital to their survival. The frustration gnawed at him, knowing that the gaps in his mind might hold answers they both desperately needed. Caitlin seemed just as lost as he was, and that was dangerous. If neither of them fully understood their situation, they were walking blindly into deeper trouble. *You are of this land,* he said with certainty, though he wasn’t sure how he knew. *I can feel your connection to it. I know that we belong together.* Caitlin shook her head, her expression skeptical. "My mother was Irish, and my father was from this region, but I never knew him. I didn’t grow up here. I’ve only been in this country for a few months. I swear, I’ve never been here before." Zendedari could hear the truth in her voice, but still, something inside him insisted that she was tied to this land in ways she couldn’t yet comprehend. *We don’t have a disorder, Caitlin. It’s not an illness. Our people