Fraya
For a long moment I just stand there, staring at my reflection in the mirror. This shouldn’t be possible, I knew I was part Fae as I was a direct descendant from Eve, but I shouldn’t look exactly like her. Is it true? Could I really have been her daughter? I knew she loved me, spent more time with me than she had with even the woman I thought was my mother. I thought it might be because of how powerful I was, but now I am starting to doubt it. I never wondered why I was the most powerful of Eve’s descendants, never questioned it until this very moment. Shouldn’t my magic have been run down, less powerful? My mother’s magic was hardly anything to fear, and that should’ve made me question why mine was. I know I had my mother’s red hair, that was something that marked the women in my f
