“Your bloodline runs deep into the heavens, Sweetie. Your mother was a Princess.” Kit said avoiding the remark and continuing on in her story.

“What about you? Shouldn’t you be a princess to?”

“Oh no I am, but I was never meant to take on the crown, that was given to your mother. She was to be a Queen and I was meant to be a soldier. I know it’s what I’m good at, it’s why I was chosen to fight with the others. But your mother was also in love.” to this thought Kit smiled thinking about her sister so in love and happy in those times. “This woman was meant to be with your mother and love her for all eternity, but as it was written they each were chosen to give birth. So they were sent down to earth in two different places to find what the Gods had made for them as husbands. One man was your father a prophet, and the other was Melvin Porter, a warlock. “

“Wait,…” Tina quickly interrupted nearly choking on her drink. “wait a minute, so you’re saying that Bette’s mother was meant to be with my mother for an eternity? As in lovers? So we’re suppose to be …SISTERS?!” she yelled horrified about the possibilities of what might have happened, what did happen and what she wanted to happen. “Oh God, ugh.”

“Tina relax, no you’re not meant to be sisters at all. Because you’re fathers are mortal and you belong to earth you are no more than two strangers.” Kit saw how Tina visibly relaxed and sank back down into her chair. “Sort of.”

“What the hell does ‘sort of’ mean?”

“Everything you’ve done in your life was meant to happen one way or another. You are exactly where you’re supposed to be and the people in your life are in your life for a reason. Somehow, someway they’ve steered you exactly where you’re destiny wanted you to be, nothing in your life is chance. You think it was coincidence that you met Bette? Think about it.” Kit saw how Tina’s eyes were concentrated on the table in front of her as she continued to speak. “How did you meet Bette?”