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The pain and despair of that vision still haunted my dreams.
Ellie’s fingers tightened around mine, her touch grounding me. “That’s terrible,” she whispered.
Nodding, I took a moment to gather my thoughts.
But it was another vision, one of the first, that weighed heavily on my conscience. “There’s one more,” I said slowly.
The weight of it pressed on my tongue, making my words sluggish. “An assassination.”
Ellie stiffened, her blue eyes widening in alarm. “Who?”
“A prominent politician from the Galactic Council. He promised to persecute the unjust and unworthy. I saw him during a grand assembly, and then…” I swallowed, feeling the knot in my throat tighten. “A blinding flash. Chaos. He didn’t survive.”
She sat upright, the sheets pooling around her waist.
Her eyes, once soft and filled with mirth, were now sharp with intensity. “Did you tell them? The Supervisor?”
He reaction caught me by surprise. “Yes.”
She looked at me, an array of emotions playing on her face: anger, fear, sadness.
But most of all, understanding.
She knew the burden of foreknowledge, the heavy responsibility that came with it.
Reaching out, she cradled my face with her hands, her touch gentle yet firm. “It’s not your fault, Ceara,” she whispered. “You didn’t choose this. You’re just a tool in their hands.”
I closed my eyes, leaning into her touch.
The coolness of her skin against my fevered brow was soothing.
I whispered back, “I know. But that doesn’t make it any easier.”
We lay back down, wrapped in each other’s arms.
The weight of the future, with all its uncertainties, lay heavily between us.
“I heard some news today and it might come as a bit of a shock…” she said.
* * *
Once familiar and almost cosy, the muted tones of the cell now felt constraining.
Ellie’s face was a mask of emotion I hadn’t seen before.
The pale prison light highlighted the strain in her eyes, and a nervous energy surrounded her.
I could hear the tension in her voice and see it in her chest’s rapid rise and fall.
“While I was out,” Ellie began, her fingers playing with the edges of the thin blanket, “I saw something on a holo-monitor. The assassination you mentioned? It’s happened, Ceara. It was broadcast all over.”
I bolted upright, surprise making my heart race.
I could feel the cold, hard floor beneath my feet as I placed them down.
The sensation momentarily distracted me from the weight of her words. “It… already happened?”
She nodded slowly.
