The tree's leaves rustled with a sound that almost sounded like laughter. Its ancient voice echoed in his mind.
"You cannot eat your fruit and have it back, Lucien."
Lucien's eyes burned with unshed tears. "Then give me the golden dagger. I want to end it all. I can't live like this, not without her."
"Lucien, Lucien, Lucien… That is not how it works. What a reckless soul..." The tree mocked, then it's voice grew solemn.
"You have been cursed by the Supreme One herself. Not even my dagger can release you now. The only way the curse can be broken is if your mate returns. She will return… but you must wait patiently."
Lucien's knees buckled. "She's dead... How long will it take?"
"The one whom your soul receives is the right one. Because you hurt the Moon's child, no other woman will ever survive you. Any woman you touch will die by your hands. When she returns, do not hurt her again. This time… third time is not the charm."
