Aideen was speehcless; her head was completely blank.
Her uncle was there, right before her. Her uncle, her own flesh and blood... How could it be?
Finally, after so many years, someone from her family came to find her. For more than two decades, she was completely alone; her mother was pushed to death; she never knew her father; and although she knew that she was still of royal blood, her family never made an effort to reach out to her; to help her.
Now, however, only when she became overpowered with magic abilities, the Imrie family expressed their interest in her.
How convenient. How shameless.
She felt sick. Her body began to sway lightly, as if the ground beneath her disappeared; as if she was floating in the air.
