Chapter 133: Expecting unbearable looks.
"Neither of them hurt me," she declared, her voice sure but soft. "If anything... It brought me peace. Knowing my mother was aware of the truth, and that my father hadn’t kept it from her, it quieted something inside me. Despite his dark, cruel nature... she loved him. And she changed him more than anyone else ever could. Their reasons for hiding me were rooted in protection. That much, I understand. But, he didn’t even bother to demand a meeting after revealing the truth to you. He could’ve at least explained..."
Her eyes dimmed slightly, the peace-giving way to a flicker of pain. "But there’s still something that weighs on me..."
Kai instinctively wrapped his arms tighter around her, pressing her head gently to his chest. His chin rested on her crown, "Tell me," he urged, his voice low and protective.
"My cousin," she whispered. "The girl who was born that same night... is she truly dead? No one searched for her. No one cared what became of her. They sacrificed her, because of me. And I... I can’t stop feeling guilty."
"You can ask Azrael to find her," Kai said gently. "A drop of your uncle’s blood would be enough. He can track her, among both the living and the dead."
Ren’s eyes widened. "He’s that powerful?"
Kai nodded, his gaze thoughtful. "He chose to become a Saint rather than serve as my father’s reaper. That decision alone speaks volumes. He holds enough power to rival the King of the underworld himself."
A chill traced her spine. Azrael... born of two saints, brother to the Fae crown prince. One brother had chosen the material realm of the Fae, and Azrael had chosen to ascend. Could he one day become a god? A god of death?
Her thoughts spiraled until Kai’s voice sliced through them like a blade.
"Reneira." He said her name with quiet gravity, and her heart tripped in response.
"Yes?" she blinked, startled.