The words struck Caroline like a bolt of lightning.
For a moment, she forgot the pain in her body.
She forgot the wounds left by Fin's sword.
She forgot Seraphine, the second faction, Witch God Valley, and even the danger still lurking around them.
Her eyes slowly widened, and her gaze moved back to Max as if she was seeing him for the first time.
"What?" Caroline whispered.
Jessica took a shaky breath. "He is Divine Queen Caelira's son."
Caroline's lips trembled.
"WHAT?!" she finally shouted, her voice breaking under the weight of disbelief. "My sister's son?!"
She stared at Max with wide, trembling eyes.
It was impossible.
It should have been impossible.
For years, Caroline had believed that her sister's children had died during that calamity. She remembered the day the news reached the imprisoned members of the third faction. She remembered the silence that had fallen over the Elf Prison.
