Etaya looked at Anastasia and said, "Come back and we are going to give you your due place—as wife of my son and as the future queen of the fae kingdom. I will also release your parents. I would advise you to break your marriage with Ileus. You don't belong to him. You and Aed Ruad have fae blood. You cannot let our line be stained by the blood of a wizard—a species that is so lower than the faes."
Anastasia didn't know whether to laugh at her or not. "According to your logic, Aed Ruad's blood is already stained. He is the son of a winged demon prince called Seraph! There were rumors that you enticed Seraph into marrying you, but I don't want to take that path." She shook her head lightly. "However, according to me not a single man, not a single species is low. Your character is defined by what you do or by what you are, and not by what class you belong to. And the best example of what I just said is you!"
Once again Etaya's blood drained.
