“—I believe I am a daughter to the Goddess of Fertility, Venus.” I say the words so quietly that I worry he didn’t hear me, but when my gaze meets his, there’s no doubt that he did. The king’s jaw is parted, and shock moves through his eyes. “Are you certain?” he asks, disbelief cumbersome in his tone. I slowly nod. “I’ve been having heat-cycles for over a decade now.” The sign of a daughter to Venus.
Okay
but
like........
whatdoyoumeabbythat..?????
hmmm??????
