Chapter 51

[1750 B.C.]

She came in, the blond hair, the blue eyes and that aura.

It was as if Elaine simply shone - a golden glow and charged with heavenly energy. I held my breath as I stared at her and for some reason - her eyes were not fixed on Callisto, but on me.

"Put the handcuffs on," Callisto said, and his voice was cold and sharp as he ordered it done.

"This did not happen in the novel" I thought as the guards approached with large iron handcuffs, there were so many symbols carved on them that I wondered if it was more an instrument of torture than something to "seal" the divine powers.

"Callisto..." Azrael’s eyes widened "is this necessary?"

Even I wanted to question him about it. It was about Elaine that we were talking about, the girl who was barely 1.64 tall and her arms and body were too thin for her height; Elaine was like a child who forgot to grow up, who does not feed properly for months.

"She is still the saint of that God" I rememb