Demure Allure

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Snow's POV.

Alyssa, May, Arden and my mum went out to shop for clothing-Seeing that Alexis was still in her old dress that had been drenched in the rain and dried.

I accompanied her, simply enjoying her company.

Leslie.

"Pestilence?"

The girl before you.

Cherish her.

"...I know."

You don't understand what I mean.

The amount of effort we have used-

She is the luckiest, yet unluckiest child to be born.

"What?"

Many deities have looked after her, Leslie.

You are privileged to have been chosen.

"What do you mean?" I was confused,"Chosen?"

Watch.

I found my eyes drifting towards Alexis, the scale on her collarbone lighting up as Typhon's symbol shone brightly.

A white horse with an archer appeared on her arm.

"Pestilence?"

Shh.

A thunderbolt.

A trident.

The Cerberus.

A peacock.

A hearth.

An owl, dove and vulture.

A chariot.

Hundreds of marks formed on her body, each on glowing in a gentle light that seemed to provoke a sense of majesty within me-

Stag, grapevine, anvil and hammer, an arrow through a heart, a clock, pomegranate, cornucopia and a variety of other markings just started appearing-Her body littered with marks.

"Pestilence! What the hell is happening?!"

Have you ever seen a child chosen by the gods?

"...No..."

You've seen one now.

Every marking on her body is a sacred portion of a deity's soul-Left to allow one to access their power.

Each one is a blessing.

This is why you must treasure her.

A child beloved by the gods.

In our domain, she is considered as the most precious living being alive.

Her worth is more than all living beings combined.

A lotus, chakra, crescent moon, swan, elephant, lion, vajra, buffalo, flute, mouse.

Alexis seemed to be bathed in a heavenly light, a godly aura surrounding her as she her eyelashes fluttered open-The light dissipating until it was as if nothing had happened.

My mouth was still slightly agape-My eyes in disbelief.

"A-Alexis?"

"Ngh...Hm?" She slowly sat up, still a little worn out.

"D-did you...Did you feel anything?"

"I had a chat with Typhon." She grinned at me eyes still partly close from sleepiness,"It cleared up a few things."

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