HELA POV:
I was in my bedroom trying to work out the gift on exchange for the pureblood.
I couldn't let Wiccian have him because he'll weaponize him.
As I scrambled useless info in my head, a bright light shone in my face.
I covered my face as the light almost blinded me.
The light subsided abruptly.
"I'm sorry for the light show" said a beautiful voice.
I looked at the person that owned it.
It was a woman in her late 40's sitting beside me.
"Who are you?".
I then realised my ignorance. She possessed blazing red hair, and very beautiful features. She was a powerful Blood Witch.
I staggered back in shock.
"How did you get in here?. Secu....!".
I then realized that they couldn't save me even if they tried.
I felt fear for the first time in a long time.
"Is she the one?" she asked someone by her side.
I looked but found nobody.
"Sit down. I'm not here to hurt you".
I then obeyed and returned back from the world of fear.
'If she wanted to kill me, she would have long ago!' I thought.
"I'm here on behalf of my daughter".
I then became afraid again. I held the chair, preparing for the worst.
"Relax. I'm not here to kill you. I'm here to help".
"Help? How?".
"I believe you have a daughter. Georgia Nevarius".
I then straightened up.
"If you hurt....!".
"I'm not here for your daughter".
I then relaxed my guard.
"Then, what are you here for?".
"My son, and yours".
MOSCOW RUSSIA
DREKOV POV:
I and Aunt Aggie were on our way to the palace.
A private convoy was hired to take us from the airport.
Soon, our car diverted from the convoy and started accelerating. Before the others in front realized, we were already gone.
"Where are you taking us? Why have you kidnapped us?".
"замолчи,ребенок" said the man in a strong Russian accent.
(замолчи is shut up in Russian)
(ребенок is child in Russian)
He closed the aperture in the SUV blocking all sounds and visuals.
"Calm down, Dre. Let's find out who did this".
I soon calmed down, trusting her words.
The glasses were tinted but we drove for a long time till we reached an empty warehouse.
They opened the doors for us and we came down.
We looked around at the warehouse. It was empty.
"Welcome! Welcome! We've been waiting for you".
We traced the owner of the voice. It was a man lightly guarded by three bodyguards unlike us, who were surrounded.
He wore a mask.
"Let's not make our guests uncomfortable".
He clapped twice and his men offered us seats.
"Why have you brought us here?".
"Bad manners, child. According to courtesy, we're supposed to introduce ourselves".
He smiled maniacally.
"Well, I know you already. So, I'll just go ahead to introduce myself".
"My name is Shadow, and I'm a private contractor".
"So, what has that got to do with us?".
"Not that kind of contract, kid".
My eyes shone in surprise.
"So, right now, I represent the government. Valuable information reached the authorities that your family is a remnant of the Tsars of Russia. Tsar Nicholas II to be precise, or rather, Emperor".
I sighed in shock but surprisingly, Aggie was unperturbed, like she was expecting this.
"So, the info also stated that your father was exercising his crown under the guise of a government official. Without legitimisation from the government, it is treason against the government. The legal punishment didn't seem capital enough, and since the government doesn't want international intervention or press limelight, I have been contracted to take care of the anomalies quietly".
"You bastard! You killed my father!".
"Don't worry. You'll join him soon".
Teardrops fell from my eyes.
"Come and get him if you dare" said Aunt Aggie.
"Maids don't talk in my presence".
He signalled to his man to clean it up.
The next series of events that occurred shocked even me.