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November 1st 2019

Nahara pov:

"Seventeen years ago you died."

My mind stopped any form of distraction and focused on those five words.

"You had a weak heart since birth, on my way from dropping you off with your aunt nova I got a call saying you collapsed.

We rushed you to the hospital but only for them to tell us hours later .........the... Doctors pronounced you dead."

My father took her hand as her voice started to get raspy.

"We tried bringing you back on our own so many times. Being a white walker has its limits. When someone dies they have to stay dead in order to keep the balance. I had your corpse in a healing stone for two months."

My father took over after her last sentence.

"Until I found a way to bring you back. I knew a necromancer who could do it but Damon-"

Damon I've heard his name before somewhere in my dreams.

Was it in a book or?

"I stole something from the demon kingdom in order to bring you back. At first I regretted it. They trusted me , a commander a person who was a friend , My king."

He took a deep breath

"I stole his demon blood from the royal hospital and forced the necromancer to bring you back with that."

My eyes widened to demon blood.

"Your telling me I have demon blood in me ?" They both nodded.

"Royal demon blood to be exact."

Me and mom looked back at him.

"What? Just saying."

"But there was a cost for stealing such high class blood."

"Do to your fathers crime of the kingdom instead of being sent to Tartarus the king made a proposition."

My father gulped as if it was the hardest thing to get out. It's not everyday you find it your half witch half human this must be painful for them to tell me. This changes everything.

"Damon gave us seventeen years to prepare you. But we felt horrible to have to tell you all this at a young age. I decided alone to seal your powers until the time was right that you needed them. Unfortunately your demon side is stronger it always made things worst. My or your aunt Nova spells couldn't seal it.

She stopped talking as my father put his two cents in.

"This red star mark on your chest is proof of the contract."

"What contract? Please can you guys stop taking so long to tell me." I felt my stomach knot up and tears almost formed in my eyes.

"He needs an powerful heir to the throne. You being a daughter of two powerful white walkers and demon blood flowing through your veins ,makes you the perfect Candidate ."

"I'm still confused dad, what does he want from me?"

"He wants you to have his children , two to be exact."

"You're shitting me right?"

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