Chapter 83. Real Life or Fiction

Amelie

Gideon’s fist slams down on the table, and he’s staring at the mug of tea with complete befuddlement.

“hehehe.” I can’t help all those questions, and he ends asking about the tea. I feel like my head is going to explode with all this information. It’s like we are a big science experiment, just lab rats. As my thoughts darkened, my giggling stopped.

“Don’t doubt the goddess you are precious. Our children are precious.” Inari coos to me. I don’t answer; I don’t need to. I know she’s right, but it doesn’t make it feel any better.

“I do not hold all the answers to your questions, but I will answer what I can. I am not a seer like the twins. My information is more like I’m reading a book and what is written on the page is what I know.” Ithildin takes a sip of tea and takes a long look at Gideon, a maternal glint in her eye.

“There will be a child born into the Ashwood family with great power. This child will bring balance to our supernatural wo