(Amelia)
It seems as if luck was not on my side. I recalled those days when I thought that I was free. Attending school and making friends.
I never knew that it would come to this. Where I would find myself curled up in bed crying over a man who kidnapped me. Who had been hunting Mom for a long time.
I know that I still stuck to my words; helping King Alastair was only the right thing to do. But what if I hadn't helped him? What if I was still stuck here not able to leave?
I sighed as I ran my hand over my growing belly, and shivers ran through my body.
Sighing, I tried to go back to sleep even though it was difficult. I wanted to find out more from Aunt Diana, what had happened to her and the demon.
How he was still walking amongst us and not vanquished to the underworld before. How did he become so powerful? Was he a mere human before he died?
