EMMALINE
I start to feel the sharp claws of dread digging in. So, there is something abnormal about my blood.
Pallas gives no quarter, “She said she’s Valgarian but they bleed blue.” Pallas is looking at me now, accusation in his words, “She’s got divine blood in her.” He states with the slightest hint of admiration.
"How did you know that she said that she is Valglarians?" Phobos demands, his gaze murderous.
"I have my ways of finding out what you keep from me." Pallas answers and I wonder if he doesn't have a death wish.
Phobos looks furious as he folds his arms over his chest, “You still haven’t answered my question.” He says with a deadly calm as if at any minute he could snap.
“Oh, don’t act all noble Phobos,” Pallas smirks, waving away Phobos’s death stare, “the only person
