#Chapter 491 – A Gift

Ella I go rigid at the idea of this dark god giving my daughter anything. “No,” I gasp, attempting to push myself away from him – but I struggle to move – “Fear not, moon daughter,” he says, the corner of his lip tilting up. “I do not give curses to those who are my chosen ones – only gifts.” And with that shadows begin to swirl in his hand. My eyes go wide as they build and build into an orb of smoke and shade. “No!” I protest again, my voice a little breathless this time. “Careful, girl,” he growls, taking a step closer, bending over me now. “If you anger me, I will not be so eager to bestow my gift. You would not to incur my ire for your life, instead of a blessing for hers, would you?” I cringe away from him, not knowing what to do – not knowing which will be worse – The God of Darkness stretches out his hand over me and the shadows begin to spill down from his fingers, surrounding me. “A blessing,” he murmurs, “for the first granddaughter of the moon – from her benefact