House Of Legions (The Angel Descendants book 1) novel Chapter 53

He wanted to tell her more, but he knew Jullie better than she knew herself, she pretended she could handle all that weight on her shoulders but it was eating her inside out, he feared what might become of her.

Once she knew, the whole truth, all of it, would she still be Jullie, he turned away from her, “I want a full course meal when I get back.”

“Then you better hurry up brother.”

She cut her hand with a small stone she picked up from the grass and rubbed her blooded Palm flat on the Stonehenge. The stones absorbed the red liquid leaving no evidence that the blood had stained its grey blanket. She closed her eyes and in the old language said, “By the blood of my mother.”

She walked to the side parallel to the one she stood.

Liam’s eyes fixated on the distant view, as he prepared himself to enter the holy grounds.

It had been years since he last visited other realms, in fact, it was decades since he visited any realms until Khiron, now Asguard was still all too familiar with him.

Jullie opened her eyes, “It’s not working, try your blood.”

“Too risky, it’ll work, give it time.”

The Stonehenge shook, rattling like an earthquake. The stones started attaching to one another, enlarging in length, like gigantic LEGOS pairing together.

Liam stood with his legs slightly apart and his hands in his pocket, completely unaffected by this extraordinary occurrence. His black straight hair blew partially in his face, but he did not move or lift his hand to move the hindrance from his view.

What stood in front of them, was not rocks just laying around, but rocks that transformed into a lively beast- The guardian of the doorway.

Liam moved a step into view of the guardian. Jullie hid away behind a small hilltop further below, by his instructions.

The guardian bowed his head at Liam, “Should I be concerned for the protection of those whom I guard.”

Liam’s eyes narrowed at the beastly stoned creature as if the beast had insulted him, which he did, “Do you wish to stop me from entering.”

“I cannot stop you, but those who do not know and cannot see, will harm you, is that what you choose?”

Liam stared up at the Stonehenge creature. It was piles of rock put together with no eyes only a mouth if you would call a crack in the rock one, though it held the soul of the guardian. He looked behind him, checking to see the distance his sister had gone, and whether she was safe or not.

He lifted a metal stick that was laid next to the ruby door, and rang it on the doors gem, making a soft melody noise.

The softest tune of hummingbirds played through the empire. He placed the iron stick back to the ground.

When the door opened, he hadn’t straightened his back, the Asguardian in a black cotton robe showed himself, “Speak child, it better be important.”

Liam straightened his back slowly, whispering royal blue eyes peeping through locks of black hair, which dangled in his face, he slid his fingers combing his hair back, eyes almost bored by the unappealing sight of the man, “You don’t know who I am.”

The man’s snarled, his hazel eyes enveloping Liam’s gaze, “Why should I know you, Caster.”

“Not accurate, but an,” Liam’s face lightened as he contemplated his words, “excellent effort.”

The man was broader than Liam appeared to be, bulky muscle like Kalbreal, he looked in his thirties, but you never knew for sure with this breed. His hair was still ash blonde and no heavy circles surrounded his eye sockets.

Liam pushed the guy into the house and slammed the door shut behind him, his eyes engraved on the man, “You are going to do exactly as I tell you, do you understand.”