Imogen couldn't help but think about what Blake had said. No matter how hard she tried to not believe, she was still thinking about it. Did she truly heal Judy? How come she didn't know about it? She lifted her palm, staring blankly at the ring in her hands.
Was she finally becoming a Fae? It couldn't be. There wasn't such improvement ever in the Fae Kingdom. They all don't evolve into being Fae. Was she evolving? There was no way it was going to be true.
She shook her head trying to concentrate on cooking. If she had become a wife, then she needed to also cook. In the meanwhile, she stared at the window, humming the same song she sang on the balcony when she was at the Fae Kingdom, the igris (meaning harmony in Fae language) song was a song her mother used to sing to her while she was y
