"How are you here?" Willow sobbed. "You had-" willow shook her head. "Didn't you-"
"Die?"
Willow remained silent.
"I know this might be too much for you to take in, and might not even want to believe in any of this."
"I believe you." Said Willow.
Axel smiled, even though he looked twenty years younger than what Willow remembered him to be, the smile still had the familiar hint in her father's smile. "I'm glad that you do. But why are you here?"
"Ah? Why am I here?" Willow looked at Lark.
"You see, Willow drank some blood. Vampire blood."
"Blood?" Said Axel.
Willow scoffed. "You make it sound as if I drank it on purpose."
Lark looked nervous as he said, "She was kidnapped, and then forced to drink blood."
"Kidnapped?" Axel exclaimed.
"Did you hear that? I think someone is calling for me." Said Lark, in an attempt to escape. "I have to leave now, my grandma is probably sick-no she is sick."
"You had one job Lark!"
Willow sat in front of her father, on a circular golden table. Lark sat at the side, looking like a five year old who was scolded for eating too much candies. But she ignored him, since she was mad at him. From what she heard through her father was that he had sent Lark over to protect her and Lark had slaved her away even after receiving the payment.
Willow sipped on the tea which was presented in front of her and stared at her father, not knowing what to say. "What's happening? I'm very happy to see you living and young but this is confusing me too much."
Axel nodded and was silent for a while. "You see, last year, I didn't really die."
Willow could see that and it made her sad, wondering why her father would leave her and her mother.
"I was supposed to live on the Earth for ten years, but then I fell in love with Venice and we had you on the fifth year."
"What do you mean by Earth? Are we not on earth right now?"
"We are currently on the Mainland, it's in between." Axel shrugged. "The kingdom of the Goddess."
"Goddess?" Willow's eyes widened.
Axel sighed when he looked at Willow.
Lark replied instead. "That's your grandma."
"Holy sh-" Willow was horrified, but then she wondered if Lark was kidding. "You almost got me there." Willow chuckled.
Lark scrunched his nose as he stared at her.
"You aren't kidding?" Willow asked as her grin dropped.
Lark silently shook his head. "Faeries can't lie."
"But you can!" That is what Lark had asked of from her father, the ability to lie for him to protect Willow. She must say, it was pretty smart of him.
Lark look at his wrist, on the nonexistent watch wrapped around his hand. Willow guessed that it must be after watching all those movies. "I'll be taking my leave."
Axel clamped his hand on Larks shoulder. "Hold on."
"Yessir." Lark marched to the side of the room automatically, as if being controlled. Then he glared at Axel.
The messenger who had been quiet all this time, placed the tray on the table. "The Goddess has sent this dress for the lass, and is expecting you to not make her wait for long." The messenger bowed her head and retreated. "I'll be waiting outside."

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