GODDESS OF FATE (1)

"Who taught you your craft?" Aurelius tilted her head to the side thoughtfully, eyeing him with a gleam of curiosity in her eyes. "Was it Huey? I thought he long retired from teaching our kind."

Giovanni blinked, taken aback by the unexpected question. "I have no idea who that is," he replied, his voice laced with confusion.

Aurelius exchanged a puzzled glance with Grim, the same way he and Luciano did when he admitted to being able to see the magic in this extraordinary library. Even though she was asking the reaper her next question, her eyes were still searching his for answers. "How is he doing this?"

"He is a peculiar one."