My father’s fists pounded on the door of Selene’s temple with a force that echoed through the air, but the door swung open without effort, welcoming us inside. As we stepped in, I could feel the agitation radiating from him. He was on edge, and I knew it wasn’t just because of the experience I had shared with him about the mortal realm. My father was the type to take matters personally, especially when it came to family.
But even as I stood there, my mind wasn’t fully present in the temple. I couldn’t stop thinking about her—Aldreda. The way she looked, the pride she carried as she stood tall, her body adorned with tattoos that spoke of strength and honor. She was more than I had ever imagined, and despite the circumstances, I couldn’t help but admire her selflessness. She had sacrificed
