Secrets in her blood
om the strain of labor that had only just ended minutes ago. Her breaths were still sh
na strode into the room with a chilling urgency. Before Madeline
out, trying to rise despite the pain in her lim
ression solemn. "Your child cannot g
her, heart pounding
our child is the youngest among us and she carries the gift. If we all stay here, we'll perish. You, the baby,
've chosen her to leave this place. To carry on our story.
d yet now they looked like strangers. She knew how much the world hated them for what they
hter to die before she e
moment with her?" Madeline as
nodded. With care, she stepped forward and gen
heeks as she kissed the child's soft forehead. "Her name is
handed her back to Elder Tina this time, to
r flames flickering gently in the dimly lit chamber. The air inside was thick with tension and s
aby cooed softly, unaware of the weight her tiny presence carried. Eld
joven... al que has bendecido," she intone
erce and unrelenting. The flames of the red candles danced violently before all of
al was c
gently from its center. She turned to Leah, he
weaken," Elder Tina warned. "You must protect her, raise her well and w
t determined grip. Behind them, Madeline watched, silent and broken, as tears strea
as they watched Leah walk away with the child. Outside, a car waited its engine ru
t, Elder Tina turned back to the oth
o our last breat
the night with baby Aurelia, the remain
elentless, and armed with fi
ive shields and defensive charms with every ounce of strength they had left. Sparks flare
ly, unleashing the raw force of their magic, but exhaustion had already begu
ns had lit the edges of the forest and the coven grounds aflame. The fi
g. Too many spells had already been cast, and their energy was nearly depleted.
es fell not to blades
e and sorrow, their final thoughts heavy with the hope that so
end was near. Her sisters were falling around her, their cries blending with the crackling roar of t
gth, Madeline raised her hands to th
esta Tierra, y la conviertas en un suelo sagrado donde nuestros espíri
rate, more powerful, drawn from a place deeper than magic drawn from love,
like a thousand voices. Flames surged higher, brighter, then twisted violently as if resisting. The
er, united in silence, a
not claim
spell had
neath them. The ground pulsed with sacred energy, transformed into hallowed land. A plac
gacy was not lost and Aurelia could very well