Chapter 129: The letter saved as runes.
[... Your father and I love you more than words can hold. He is doing his best to protect you from dirty hands. You are the result of a love I yearned to feel, begged to feel, and was given.
Do not punish or blame your father for the painful bargain he struck with my uncle. The God of the Underworld is cunning; his traps are laced with promises and shadows.
But I stepped into it willingly. Because I love your father.
And I believed, naively, perhaps, that I could change our fate.
I do not regret it. Because in loving him, I tasted something that not every High Fae ever gets to feel.
The deal with my uncle was this, you are to marry one of his sons: Azrael, Kaisun, or Lutherieth.
He has sired more than a hundred children, but these three... he loves them above all.
My dearest wish is for you to choose Kaisun. His mother was human, a kind and gentle soul.
Azrael is a mystery, his father’s reflection in many ways. Yet he is not evil. He is not what they call him. He has ascended. Yes, you heard me right, he was never a demon, but a Saint. He was born from two saints. The gods themselves allowed it. He owes you for what he has become. When the time comes, and you need him, call his name. Summon him.
He is not just a Saint to you. He will be your brother.
But as for Lutherieth... my darling, avoid him. He is a true demon. He inherited all the darkness festering in my uncle’s blood.