She just stares at me, her mouth gaped open. " What?" I ask. She frowns at me. "You have all the powers."she replies. Now I'm the one staring at her. "WHAT!" I shriek. " THATS NOT POSSIBLE!"
"You are right. It's not possible. Not usually ." She starts fiddling with her pearl necklace. "Only Alexandra The Darkest One, had all the powers."
"Which means . . . . . ."
"Which means you are her daughter" she finishes.
"But they ran away," I add quietly.
"Or so we thought. I think someone kidnapped you, and erased your memory." She leans in really close to me. " And Genevieve?"
" Yeah. "
" Your last power is Chaos."
" No! That power is extinct! It has been for 24 years!"
" I know." She twitches. "And you have a sister. Two months younger, I think."I stiffen.
"Where is she?" I ask.
"We don't know. We will in two months"
"If it is to be believed that 2 months is our age difference." I add quickly. She nods. I try to relax on the chair. My mind is swarming with information.
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Chaos
FantasyEveryone thinks that her wings make her corrupted. Make her dangerous. Make her a threat. But she believes that they make her better. Make her stronger. Make her powerful. Genevieve Royale doesn't know which one is right. Doesn't know who to trust. ...
