Sabrina kept writing something down, desperate. She would only speak once every minute. —A whole coven, down. Destroyed. Someone must've snitched and led the hunters to them, there is no other way. —
I frowned, —Hunters can be called? —
—Yeah, of course, it's like the police. —She waved it off, —Sure, I wouldn't recommend calling demon hunters if you're a demon or witch hunters if you're a witch. That's common sense. —
—What about you? You are both. Would they hurt you? —
She shrugged, —No, in theory. I haven't been attacked yet, though. —
Next to Her, the reading man sat. That's how I knew him for a long time - it took months for me to know him by name; Loki. "Father" was far from being an option when referring to him back then, especially in front of Her.
—Are you like... —he smirked, —Sure you did not call them? —
Watching him turn the page, She narrowed Her eyes. —Yes, I'm sure. The coven affected was very useful for us, your majesty. —noticeably irritated, She grabbed what she was writing, and left the room.
He put his book down, looking at me. —I don't believe her. I think she called them, but what do you think? —watching me shrug, he smiled, knowing the answer, —Of course. She did not tell me your name, by the way. Do you have one, starchild? —
—I do not need one. —I shook my head, and he frowned for a second. —What is a starchild? —
—A gifted child fallen from the stars. Kind of like you. —
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Starchild
FanfictionThere was once a pact in the magical community - one that left uncountable repercussions, and only one of those with a name. Now that two of the most important magical worlds are going through political complications, and a demon cannot deny her roo...
