41: Hidden Prophecy

Alexa My breath was caught when I heard those words. No, it was not a question full of hesitation thrown by someone who knew nothing. Mrs. Geeny’s words sounded strong and full of conviction, as if it was absolute truth. No one spoke. Harlow just sat frozen in his chair. My jaw dropped, and slowly, I took a breath. “Say it again?” “You are The Supreme Luna.” Once again, Mrs. Geeny said it without hesitation. “How—? Why—?” I held my breath, unable to form a complete question. Her grip was still tight, squeezing my hand. Her gaze even softened with a gleam of fervent hope in her eyes. She got up, went to the bookshelf, took an old-looking book, and sat back in front of me. She opened a marked page. “I’m sure you remembered this book, the ancient heirloom passed down from my ancestors. Inside, there were various spells and instructions for magical rituals. One of them was the prophecy about the Supreme Luna. Only those with magical talent could read it.” She smiled with a flushed face thi