Fifty Three

I rock the chair back and forth while humming a lullaby to Michael. I conjure a rocking chair made from my magic.

Michael woke up needing to be fed since we didn't have any baby formula. He cried so much we couldn't handle the volume of his scream. We tried regular milk, which wasn't his preferred taste. Then Saye suggests milk from the Demon Realm. It's a special kind of milk that you get from a wyvern. I know it's hard to believe, but wyvern milk is costly. It gives demon children growth and strength.

After dinner, I left for the Demon Realm to buy wyvern milk. I had to travel to a wyvern farm, purchase three barrels of milk, and pay one million gold. Demon Realm uses gold coins as their source of money. I will have a lifetime of baby formula with that amount if Michael doesn't have demon blood. Where did I get that amount of gold in the first place?

Since I'm Ruvik's daughter, the twins told me my dad had kept a fund for me in case of emergency. They gave me a skull gold key that I