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    New World

    “Did you find my little gift to you?”
    “Yes, thank-you. I knew you would bring her back
    eventually.”
    “I wasn’t going too. I was going to let you look
    after Hope and leave it at that, but Gabrielle has taken to Hope
    and I cannot take Hope way from her.”
    “Is Hope any trouble?”
    “Well this morning I found her running after a few of
    the lesser demons throwing fire balls. She had killed five in three
    minutes.”
    “That sounds familiar.”
    “Yes, sounds a bit like you sis. By the way how is
    Kanara going, with being pregnant and all?”
    “Really well.  Kanara you can come in.”
    Kanara walked in and sat in the chair next to Callisto.
    “Hello my lord.”
    “Kanara”
    “Dahak I believe we should tell her”
    “Tell me what mum?”
    “Dahak can I tell her, I cannot keep it from her any
    longer, she has a right to know about her uncle, it might come in
    handy.”
    “Kanara your mother and I are brother and sister. You
    and Hope are cousin and Gabrielle is your auntie”
    “Really! How can it be?”
    “If you need anything you can just come and ask your
    uncle. That is why the demons called you princess in training. I am
    the warrior queen, sister of the one and only guardian, and you are
    the warrior princess.”
    “I like that.”
    “Right well that is all you needed to know Kanara, You
    can go, get some rest.” Now that Kanara was a god, that meant
    that her child would be a god also, so it was growing in side of
    her at a remarkable rate.
    “Alright, good night mum, night uncle.” Kanara
    said awkwardly getting used to the sound of it.
    Kanara left with a smile on her face, but she was in a bit of
    a shock at what she had just found out. She was probably around six
    month pregnant but she hardly looked like it. She had a small
    stomach, but she got tired easily and she had started to become
    moody, like a teenager. Kanara was only eighteen years old and she
    had already left this world once. Now she was a goddess, and soon
    to be mother.
     
    “So did we really need to tell her that?”
    “Yes, look soon we will have another little one running
    around here and it will probably be as cheeky as Hope. It will have
    the genes of our parents, Kanara and Ares, put that altogether into
    one being and you have a powerful god. Not as powerful as Hope or
    me I will admit but powerful.”
    “Ok Kanara’s child will be powerful…and very
    useful.”
    “That is what I had to talk to you about; you will not
    use my grandchild in that way.”
    “Are you going to keep it away from me?”
    “If I have to I will. Anyway, Ares is not a big threat
    to you.”
    “I know, but it would be handy to have him around
    here.”
    “Look you will not use my grandchild to defeat
    Ares.”
    Callisto left in a fury but Dahak just laughed, Hope heard him
    and ran out.
    “What are you laughing at daddy?”
    Hope jumped on Dahak’s lap.
    “It is very late you should be in bed.”
    “She won’t go to bed.” Gabrielle walked out
    of her room and towards Dahak and Hope. She leant against the
    chair’s side.
    “Won’t she, well we will have to change
    that” Dahak gave a look at Hope, a firm but gentle
    look.
    Gabrielle picked up Hope and gave her a big hug.
    “You go with your dad and go to bed.”
    “Do I have to?”
    “Yes” Gabrielle gave Hope to Dahak and she sat
    down in the big armchair next to the fire. She was wearing a golden
    robe, which in the light of the fire, glistened and made Gabrielle
    look even more beautiful. Dahak got up and put Hope to bed. When he
    returned he stoked the fire, sat in the other arm chair admiring
    Gabrielle, while she wrote her stories and hummed a sweet tune to
    herself.
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