Aneela
“She found a way finally,” Blythe continued, her eyes glassy as she succumbed to the memories. “That month Briana had travelled to the desert continent, following an old legend of the demon king and the children of the earth. You know it?”
Aneela stared at her with confusion. Never in her life had she heard of a demon king. Demons, just like the angels were just part of made belief stories the servants at her parents’ castle used to hush about. Vile creatures who lured lost souls into sin. Still, she didn’t recall anything about a demon king. And what in the hells’ name were ‘children of the earth’?
Blythe smirked. “You nowadays kids have no idea of ancient history, do you?”
Aneela just shrugged.
“Alright then, here is a history lesson,” the witch smiled again, her eyes still
