Cassie.
A few days of going to the secret library Silas had brought me to hadn't brought me any closer to figuring out how to help Lucas. However, I learned a lot about Anna. Including just how close Silas was to her when he came to Asgard to begin with.
"So you were her guard?" I asked, staring at Silas, who walked around the library tossing an old brown ball up in the air before catching it.
"Yep, it was my first job here. It wasn't exactly what I had expected… when I came here she had already been here for a long time. I was young and rebellious. I hated the world because of how I was treated, and she saw something in me others didn't."
"But… that doesn't make sense. She would have been ancient by then—"
"Around seven hundred years old to be exact," he hummed as his eyes twinkled with amusement.
I was astounded. From the stories, she was supposed to be human or so I thought, but then lived that long. It didn't make any sense. "How, though?"
"How was she that old?"
