"SHE'S not your daughter." A deep voice interrupted Gregory's mind.
He saw Convel standing by Bradley, both looking at him. Then Bradley looked at Convel as well.
Gregory knew Convel could read minds. "She is my own flesh and blood."
"You have betrayed your wife, Gregory. You have no right to claim our Majestic as your own. I saw that memory in your mind. Brianna is not yours."
"SHE IS MINE." Tumayo si Gregory at matikas na hinarap si Convel. "Whatever you all say, she's my daughter. The Elders can't see everything. The moon does not always stick to its prophecy. One little move and the flow of our fate could turn upside down, depending on our actions. We create our own fate, like how Brianna created hers."
"The moon is never wrong." Convel insisted.
"You may be right, but it also do
