Freyah.
I stood on the balcony, quietly watching my son. The thought of the Ancient Court once again entered my mind.
I wanted to visit Grandpa Emmanuel. I knew he understood far more about the Ancient Court.
The battle that might come would not be an ordinary one if the enemies failed again to capture Logan… especially since this fight would be against beings who had long moved in the shadows of darkness… beings who had long been waiting for the birth of the child with golden blood.
Wait… what if I have another child again? And if that child turns out to be a girl, what kind of power would she possess?
A strong wind suddenly blew, sending a chill down my spine. I decided to step back inside, but someone spoke behind me.
“Golden Blood, Freyah.”
He called out to me, so I immediately
