In a secluded alleyway, Aengus, Bella, and the Sky Phoenix Queen stood alone, their expressions tense yet filled with unspoken emotions.
"I can't believe how beautiful you've become," Chrystia said, her voice tinged with nostalgia. "The last time your mother showed me a glimpse of your grown-up profile, I was in awe. Her skills in such matters are unparalleled."
"My mother still remembers me?" Bella asked, her voice steady, though her heart raced with suppressed excitement.
Chrystia smiled warmly. "Yes, she does. She misses you every moment of these past years. You've never left her heart."
Bella's eyes shimmered with a mixture of joy and sorrow, but she quickly masked her emotions.
"But, niece," Chrystia continued, her tone shifting to one of concern, "tell me, why have you come here? And why do you look more like a human than a demon? What's going on?"