Elira's POV
"Do you feel it?"
The question came out of my lips in slient, moving like smoke into the silence of the ritual chamber. My hands were shaking as I pressed them on the cold altar, I could feel as Seraphina's power increased, and I could also feel her glow.
She had survived the wolfbane, she had even dared to release her child's light into the world. Then a snarl came out of my throat.
"Do you feel it, Cairos?" I said in a low voice again, my nails dipped into the stone.
Behind me, I heard a very slow footsteps. "Yes, Mother."
His voice was steady and always steady. I turned, and there he stood my hidden son, Cairos.
The world had already forgotten him. The world believed that I was barren, Yes, I am. But my father solved my barrenness and took this child immediately he was born and gave it to me to take care of, he was going to be a weapon one day and we are going to use him when the time is right, I could remember those were his words.
