The offer

ARIA

My hands were shaking. My legs could barely move forward. I felt sick, as if my whole body protested against what I had just heard from the witch. I used to believe that all my strength had come from the Moon Goddess's blessing, but now the witch claimed that my power might have come from wicked magic that accumulated within me...

I refused to believe her, but could I genuinely deny everything she said? The more I thought about it, the more I realized that my entire knowledge of the Seymour family's blessed features came from what I had heard from my father. It was said that the features were supposed to give strength and immunity to silver, but what if the truth was different? Thinking about it now, I had never regarded my father as someone with outstanding strength. I had no proof that he had been immune to silver, either. What if the so-called immunity to silver had come from the fact that my grandfather created a drug using silver? And what if the amazing strength that the Se