“Mum, look, she’s waking up!”
“Okay, Azalea, let me closer, I’ll take care of her.”
Before she opened her eyes, Ravenna heard voices; one part of her consciousness was in reality and the other was still in a dream. The girl saw vague shadows around her at first, then they formed into people, staring directly at her—a woman and a girl. The woman appeared quite concerned, her long grey hair was tied in a bun on top of her head, a few loose strands fell over her shoulders; and the girl, who was probably her daughter, looked more excited than worried.
“How are you feeling?” she inquired.
Remembering everything that had happened during the night, Ravenna gasped and jumped out of bed, but the woman’s gentle hands took her by the shoulders and carefully laid her back down.
“Don’t worry, we won’t hurt you. You must sleep now.”
“I don’t want to sleep,” Ravenna whispered. “Where am I?”
“We found you unconscious on the beach and brought you home,” she explained. “Whatever happened to you, you’re safe now.”
She shuffled around and protested, “No, I have to leave. I have to find…”
“Don’t worry, we have your stuff,” she reassured the girl. “We found you with a backpack. Are you heading somewhere?”
“Yes,” she nodded. “But...”
“You should be more careful, we found you all soaked and dirty,” the woman smiled and gently stroked her hair. “Could it be that you’re homeless? Or maybe lost?”
Ravenna remained mute, uncertain if she could be honest with her; after all, she didn’t know this woman, so it didn’t really matter that she had saved her life.
“You must be hungry,” the stranger sighed. “I’ll get some hot soup, and then we’ll talk, okay?”
The woman stood up and closed the door behind her. Ravenna was left with only that quiet girl sitting next to her. She kept staring at her, afraid to speak, and Ravenna had no desire herself. She was concerned about getting out as soon as possible and continuing the search for her mother. She still couldn’t believe what had happened. After all, she had to travel with Felicia. She promised that they would never separate, that they would fight together until the end. The most painful part was that the girl wasn’t sure whether her friend had died or somehow escaped, so she had to travel all by herself. Even without Neptune. He also promised that he would never leave her, but he didn’t keep his promise. Ravenna wasn’t mad at him. In the end, it wasn’t his fault that he got kidnapped. It was Tasdar’s fault; he tried his best to prevent her from freeing her mother and imprisoned her in the World of Absence. Remembering this brought tears to her eyes, but she tried to hold them back—she couldn’t just cry.
Soon the woman returned with a tray in her hands, placed it on the table and sat on the edge of the bed, carefully looking at the girl. “What’s your name?”
Her cheeks instantly flushed. “Ravenna.”
“Nice to meet you. I’m Leida, and this is my daughter Azalea,” the woman smiled, and after a little pause, asked, “Are you local? I haven’t seen you here before.”
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Demon Daughter (Book I)
FantasyOn the night of the Blood Moon, a girl was born, destined for a dark future. She is the daughter of a demon, created from a false love, but she knows nothing about her origins because during the war she was sent to live on Earth with Lynn and Roger...
