CARMEN
I forced myself to focus again, turning back to Beast.
“Why were we run out of Ireland?” I asked. “Is that why we never went back?”
That was when everything shifted again.
Not overwhelming like before, but its energy became heavier.
I felt its weight. This mattered; I sensed it even before Beast spoke.
Beast leaned back slightly, exhaling before he began.
“The history is complicated,” he said. “And not widely known.”
I nodded, bracing myself.
“It begins with a man named Cú Chulainn,” he continued. “A powerful and respected warrior. As a boy, he took the place of a guard dog to repay a debt. From that moment, his legend as the hound of Ulster began to spread.”
His tone made it clear that it wasn’t the full story.
“Then one day, he mistakenly insulted the Morrígan while she
