Chapter 77: The faeries have her name

"Why do the faeries have my name?" Diana whispered.

From the look of the scroll, it was old. The edges were brown with age and it only meant one thing; the scrolls were ancient.

Which led her to more confusing questions. How did the faeries know about her? According to Freya, the faeries had no idea she existed until they were told.

She looked down again at the scroll and the next line even shocked her more. Below her name which was boldly scrawled out in black ink, there was some kind of prophecy.

"A time will come," Diana whispered the words. "Centuries from now, and the moon's power will take the form of a young girl... her powers will both be a blessing and a curse, and she must beware of the enchantress..."

Diana continued reading, her lips silently muttering the words until she read the last line and her eyes widened fearfully.

"Oh no," she whispered in horror. "We have to get out of here. It's a trap."

Suddenly the door of the temple opened with a loud bang and Diana whirled