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Fifty-Eight

Cleo’s POV

“Ater ignus, fusce fume. Te evoco ut potentium tuam monstres. Cupidibus flammis hic veni. Caelo sub isto, harc arborem consumo. Lucem tenebrasque tuas monstra. Impetuum tuum evoco ad devorandum. Hanc arborem ac omnes hospitas devora. The rightful heir must now give her sacrifice.” Nausea rolled over me as Amun recited the words from his leather book. No matter how many times I told myself this was the right thing to do, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something wasn’t right.

Getting to my knees I held my head high awaiting the part I dreaded the most. I had never wanted to admit my heritage, but as the old saying goes ‘your past will catch up to you eventually’ and mine had.

“Do you young Cleo, daughter and only living heir of our King Hades, accept the duties that accompany your new role? Do you promise to uphold the barrier between worlds, preventing souls from leaving? Will you sacrifice your pure soul to set your reign claiming the throne and all its glory?” It was no
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