LARA
I looked at him with a blank face. If he thought that I would clap my hands and throw myself on his neck, he thought wrong.
“I thought you knew nothing about what I am,” I c*cked my brow and he shifted from one leg on the other, not looking confident at all.
“After Gideon killed my father and I pleaded with him for my and Bria’s life, I was spared and gave a magical oath… Then, after he shared his plan with the warriors who were about to go with him on that mission, I returned home to my father’s office and started looking for anything I could find about seraphim – the mysterious people sent by the Goddess Brighta herself.”
I watched him expectantly crossing my hands on my chest. It was funny to see him this way. The Fabian I knew was always…fabulous, confident, magnificen
