Deth knew Tiara would be an outcast to anyone who found out she was his and Myra’s daughter. He also took into consideration that Tiara was the last of Myra’s line of necromancers and that line needed to be continued at all cost… regardless of the parentage.
With the threat of losing Myra hanging over his head, Deth had agreed to stay away from his own child. Deth was from the old world and demon or not, his word was binding.
Tiara smiled within her musings. Her mother had told her the truth about everything. She had seen the love shining in Myra’s eyes when she talked about him. She did not remember her father but Myra would paint portraits of him and tell her stories about him often. He didn’t sound like the enemy anymore… Myra’s love had changed him in more ways than one.
It was no
