"Our bloodline may have been diluted, but you have a duty as one from the last skin walkers hailed from the Parthenon line, to help prolong our line by producing heirs either as a female by taking a worthy male or as a male by seeking a wife from a passable house."
Even though her words were harsh, the voice was soft and gentle.
The "girl" pursed her lips, taking a sip of the blue tea, closing her eyes to keep calm. Miele felt the anxiousness from her mother, but she had decided on her gender because it is the only way she can have her beloved.
Five years more, to her five years was like a blink of time.
Her kind had a life span of over three thousand years. If they locate their beloved, they can even expand their life by five times.
Something that many wished for, but can never achieve.