They all turned to see Anastasia, and gasped collectively with shock. They all froze as they watched her with wonder in their eyes. A few seconds later, they all flew to her and bowed to her. "Greetings, Goddess Anastasia!" the man said in a melodious voice. "We came to warn you."
Goddess? Anastasia's brows creased with puzzlement. "Who are you?" she asked in a very low voice. "And how do you know me?"
"We are fae of this realm, Your Highness," said the man and bowed again. "And we came to know of your presence the moment you stepped in our realm. It took a long time to find you." He rose and then flew to her eye level. "Please accept our prayers. It will give you the strength to survive in this world."
Anastasia stared at the tiny man with tanned skin. Did he mean that the exceptional amount of power she was experiencing was because of the offerings? A shaky breath left her. "I— I am not a goddess. I am— I am—"
