“I have heard the news,” she said in a voice like howling winds, “Morphina is carrying an heir… an heir who will threaten the existence of darkness. I have come to stop him before he is born.”
Pollux moved quickly and placed himself in front of me, raising his sword that glowed with a powerful glow. “You shall not come near Morphina or our child! I will protect them with my life!” he said.
But she laughed a terrifying laugh, as if Pollux’s words meant nothing.
Then she said, “You do not understand, my king, my power is no match for your sword, nor the power of your queen. This child must not be born.”
At that moment, I felt something pulsing inside me, as if the child I was carrying was aware of danger. I reached my hand to my belly, and began to feel my power begin to react. The trees
