#Chapter114
Jevelene kept the flower pot on her worktable. Her grandmother looked at her while sitting on her bed, /"What happened? You look sad,/" She asked.
/"Yes, it's because I am sad,/" Jevelene looked at the flower pot.
/"And why is that so? What happened to you know,/"
/"I just...prepared a flower pot for Ariel but he did not accept it and I think I made him uncomfortable by doing something unnecessary./"
/"Why would a demigod accept flowers from someone like you? They only accept gifts from nuns or priests,/"
/"I see,/" She looked down, /"I might have offended him. I'll apologise tomorrow,/"
/"I don't see the reason why he decided to associate himself with someone like you. Not just do you look bad but you are also useless and powerless! You bear no magic!/"
/"I do, I am a demigod/"
/"You are no demigod, women can't be demigods!/"
/"But father said I am–/"
