The two demons sat down, watching their father.
« As you may know, your grandparents solved war by agreeing on an arranged wedding between me and my sister and the children of the old archangel king. But what you may ignore, is what happened after...
Of course, both of you know that your beloved mother and I never fell in love. But I respected her and cared for her. I truly did. But a disease had her- he coughed. I'm sorry.
- Take your time father, said Nama.
- Thank you, dear. As I said, your mother had a flaw. She was too sensitive, to our scourges. She was and archangel, the purest of them... She couldn't stand here. She couldn't stand the darkness. She gave me two beautiful daughters, but died while giving birth. Lux couldn't take it. He blamed me, and sweared to end both of you.
- Why didn't he do it earlier ? Asked Maya, revolted, we're now strong enough to take him down !
- Hush, my child, you only have two power locks, you're not strong enough to. Lux is almost as powerful as me, so is your sister. »
Maya looked away, frustrated. Her sister, always her. She was first, she was better. She sweared to herself she will end her with her bare hands.
« But there must be another way ! Lux may understand that it wasn't your fault, or either our ! cried Nama.
- Oh my dear. I wish there was. You should get prepared for war. As soon as my last hour'll strike, he'll attack. Be prepared, my children. Go now. I shall rest. »
The girls got up, adressed a head movement to their father and left the room. Maya hurried to hers, while Nama, pensive, guided herself to the library. She had to find a way to solve this.
Late at night, she got out, she didn't find anything satisfying, she thought she will search more the next day. While she was heading to her room, she thought she had heard her sister whispering, it was a soft, and tiny whisper. Like a breeze. She didn't pay attention to it, and went to her room.