Ashelia's parents had assured her many times that having a gratis, which the temple called a gift, was perfectly normal, even though it was rare.
But she never dared to believe it because she had never been normal since her birth.
So, would it really be strange for her to possess something out of the ordinary? Something that wasn't a gratis at all?
Still, after hearing numerous stories and reading lots of books, she was finally convinced that her extraordinary strength was a gratis too.
Well, that was what she desperately wanted to believe.
Ashelia didn't even notice when she blurted out the words, "I'll tell you," but she had said them, and now she had to follow through with it.
Her emerald eyes studied Azrael, as her hand still gently rubbed her wrist.
Since he had already figured most of it out, she thought there couldn't be much harm in telling him.
She knew she was taking a risk. She could have just let him remain in speculation.
