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Well, it couldn’t hurt. After all, I had additional information now that I remembered that pocket of time between dying on Earth and waking up as Alicia.
I told God everything. How different Kalon was, how the timeline was messed up, how I’d exploited my knowledge to make connections in order to survive later on. Everything I’d wanted to rant out over the last few days exploded out of me at him, and when I was done, I dropped back onto the lounger with a big huff.
“Interesting. Do you feel better now?” He looked slightly bemused by my outburst.
“Yes, I do.”
“Allie, I believe the answer you’re searching for is a lot simpler than you think it is.”
I rolled over and met his golden gaze. “Really?”
“Yes. What changed everything in this timeline?”
“Me.” I gripped the edge of the lounger. “It’s my soul existing there. I knew that already.Iwas the one deciding what to change, but… That doesn’t explain Kalon’s difference in personality, does it?”
“Sure, it does.” God shrugged a shoulder. “You’re a different person than the soul who resided in this body previously. It makes sense he’d treat you differently.”
“No, I…” I frowned.
That didn’t seem right.
It was almost as if… As if…
No.
It wasn’t possible.
Was it?
“You want to ask me something, don’t you?” He smiled.
“I don’t think it’s something you’ll answer, though.”
“Try me.”
“Okay, fine.” I sat up and crossed my legs once again, turning to face him. “Have I… No. Has my soul existed in this world before? In one of the forgotten timelines?”
He swung his legs around and leant towards me, and his eyes sparkled with a childish charm. “Would you like me to tell you the answer? Or would you like me to show you?”
Something told me I would regret either one of those options.
“Show me.”
Chapter Thirty-Six – Kalon
The Link
“I can’t believe it’s taken you three days to find a cheap mercenary,” I said, staring at the rugged man behind the bars of the dungeon cell.
Rugged was an understatement. He’d been thoroughly beaten if the swelling and bruising on his ugly face was anything to go by. His arms were bound behind his back, but his right shoulder hung at an awkward angle as if it’d been popped out of its socket.
I couldn’t find it within me to care.
Hayes coughed into his hand. “If it weren’t for me, Your Highness, we still wouldn’t have found him.”
“Why do I think I insisted that you be part of the investigation? I don’t trust the Imperial Knights.”
Sir Chester cleared his throat. “You can’t say that out loud here, sir.”
