FROM THE UNDERWORLD: QUEEN OF HELL.

CHAPTER 9.

HARSH TRUTHS.

ALIA'S POV.

** Cinnamon Girl by Lana Del Rey.

Right about 7hrs ago, I dropped my daughter off by the Dodge Dealership to get herself a new 4 wheeler. I'd rather have her buying all the cars in the whole universe.. than to see her life endangered because of her dangerous undying curiosity.
Truly, I haven't found the right time per say.. to tell her everything.

I mean heck- how do you begin to explain to someone that they're the devil's daughter? Perhaps even more than just that? I really ought to take myself seriously.

Ever since I was given Sephora by Persephone- whom I highly doubt still remembers me after all these years, I've worked to protect Sephora with my all just as I had worked to protect myself.

I gave my own halfly diminished safety to keep her safe. I basically made a deal with the devil, the female devil. The last I saw of Persephone was when she came to see Sephora for her 5th birthday by the Island where she had given Sephora to me. That was the last time.

Years before Sephora was brought into my life, before the lights of my 18th Birthday, I ran away from home.
From the daunting clutches of a title I doubt I still hold.

One would think I sacrificed the peace of my life when I took in Sephora but I didn't. My life was already sacrificed before then. I was only 17 when I began to brood my plan to escape my home. I had secured my infinite billions of money, my 50% shares of the family businesses, states and more, as the first born child of 3 children.

I had nothing to worry about because I already had both my majors in Business & Economics. A well educated teenage girl, with brains, on the run. You could say that being born into the elite gives your life a faster pace of performance handed to you on a silver shiny diamond platter- but with that came a price.

The Faywavers were and are still the most powerful Empire. Not just business wise but Royalty wise too. We are blessed by Goddesses to love, to rule & to protect our Empire. Pure blooded seers, the gifted.
Many were already after my head before I was birthed because it was told that I have the blood of the first ever Faywaver Seer, an Elder, or whatever they called it.

I planned my escape well and thorough because a life caged both by what I am and what I possess was not a life that I wanted to live. Overtime I learnt to supress my gift, to not let it consume me, I belonged to myself.

And when I was 18, I ran for my life. Never looking back once.
It was near the time of Sephora's birth, the two year's Natural Disaster. I spent that time engraving my name into the Earth and letting no trace of me be found by my parents. I was now my own person, untamed and certainly not caged.

I was to be an Empress, ruler of the North and South and I was the price. So I chose my life, myself.

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** Time: 10:00 pm.

I took a detour after I clocked out from work to clear my head, in hopes that Sephora hasn't done anything stupid. I mindlessly take the route which brings me to the doors of an old friend. Someone who saved my life and later along the line Sephora's life. A very powerful charming Warlock, Kallias. From the day I met him, I knew my heart belonged to him. Deep in love I fell for him.. something I couldn't tell him to this day.

He told me of the Hidden World and made me more aware of it.. more familiarized with this other world.

I teleport into his grand home, something he made possible specially for me so that he would know it's me whenever I would come. An instant later the man who stole my heart stands closely before me, "Alia," he pulls me into a warm embrace, "I thought I'd never see you again. It's been so.. so long."