Duality

The burden of truth was too heavy for Ezra to bear. He had come here hoping to seek answers and rediscover his past, but Oferion’s revelation only added to his mental trauma.

“I…am not the son of a crazed murderer! I cannot be!” Ezra denounced, clenching his fist.

Oferion however, remained calm and replied in a gentle voice, “Your father already paid for his crimes. And you forget that you also have the blood of one of the bravest elves running through your veins.”

“I don’t believe you. If my mother was an elf, why don’t I look like her?” he asked.

It was true that Ezra looked like a perfect human and had no features that could liken him to any kind of elf. But Oferion knew something that he did not.

“How kind do you think fate would have been to you if you looked like a dark elf? Do you think the Romanovs would still have adopted and accepted you as one of their own?” Oferion sighed and shook his head. “No, my dear boy. They would have either left you to die out here or fed you to the