CALLIBRA: THE CURSED EYE OF ARAK

* CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWO

TOWER OF LIVADIA --CONFERENCE ROOM

NIKA'S POV

I barge into the conference hall and my eyes first meets the ceiling as I try to hide the tears in my ears. I blink at the ceiling as I take a long, deep breath. My eyes move from the ceiling to the floor, and then to my sisters who are sitting in the chairs encircling a wooden table.

“Have I not known Isidora at her old age, I would have thought she was the one walking towards us right now. You are as beautiful as your mother when she was as young as you are now,” Sister Grindila says to me and I force a smile on face.

“Thank you sister,” I whisper.

“Welcome to Livádia sisters.”

“Spare us the formalities. We may have come from other lands, but we are still sisters. Groilandiá, Livádia, Vrochí and Spiliá, all are our homes,” Sister Katerina says and I nod with a smile as I take a sit.

“You have done us proud beyond thanks,” sister Lydia grabs my hand over the table and I nod.

“I was there at that same night, but much earlier than when yo