Bab 77: yet, I yearn for

AUBREY HAS A PERPLEXED LOOK, staring at the old lady in her white laced dress that also sweeps the floors. The elderly lady hasn't aged a day since Aubrey saw her last; however, the 19-year-old has grown a lot in the past three years. Aubrey's eyes become teary from shock and surprise, feeling overwhelmed as she begins to realize that the gods have been around her for longer— she would not be surprised if the doctors that helped her mother while she was pregnant were gods.

"Aubrey," Connor turns to glance at her. "This is Zondani. The head of all the lesser gods, she's the one who initiated the idea of putting Kai down by tearing out a piece of him." Connor says, giving a tight look to the old lady who seems to be in shock from Aubrey's presence. "So, you could say she's the one who created what's inside of you now." Connor's deathly stare stays on the woman.