"Yes, a child is not possible. All along I was deluding myself, thinking that it was Rebus's child. But this one in me is not a child, but an evil incarnate. Please help me!!" Nyx sobbed loudly.
Feroy held her shoulders and pulled her over to his chair. "Please calm down. It is not possible for a death goddess to give birth to an evil incarnate. Maybe you are just panicking about the pregnancy, that's why…."
"Feroy, this child killed someone!!!" Nyx shot up, prancing around anxiously, pulling at her ragged hair. "This child….. it craves blood. This not a child at all!!"
"Who did you kill?" Feroy gently cupped her face. "Who is it?" he softly caressed her cheeks.
"A lesser god… he was a casual friend of mine. We were out looking at the gardens when all of a sudden a blood lust gushed out of me….. Feroy that child killed him," she hugged him tightly, borrowing her head on his shoulders.