Chapter Fifty-Five

“How do you know this song?"

She questioned.

With a smile on her face, Titania averted her eyes onto her, but they were impassive.

Yet, she was mild and soft-spoken.

"Hm? Oh. It is a song I always sang to your mother before she went to sleep when we were younger. But do please come closer, my child. It is safe. I have managed to detain the rude Purger Mist for a few minutes. The Lycan King and I were having a little chat, but the more, the merrier."

Titania's eyes turned more indifferent as she beckoned her.

"It is not appropriate, for I do not know who you are, even you say I am your niece."

Shaking her head with succinct denial, Angelique glanced behind her to see that Diana and Despora were standing incredibly closer to her.

They were alert, especially Despora, whose lips stretched into an unbecoming frown.

Her eyes spoke of recognition towards Titania.

"Ah, I see. I understand, but still, I do not bite my child."

Broadened smile, Titania looked dangerous.