Aneela
Aneela didn’t remember how she left the tower of the witch. Her heart was beating like crazy, her cheeks flushed, Blythe’s last words still echoing in her head as she paced her room hours later.
This was all too much. The tales of angels and demons, and werewolves and vampires and everything in between. And that false god Blythe mentioned? What the hell was even a false god? Another demon? A different type of creature she had yet to learn about? And how was this not common knowledge, like literally? Alright, her family and her teachers had not mentioned it, but she had friends, maids. Sure someone would’ve known and mentioned something till now, right?
The thoughts battled with her feelings and she felt like a complete mess to the point she wanted to scream with frustration. Dia
