This is nothing like King Hati is expecting. He staggers backwards slowly as he sees his treasure approaching him.
She is different; she looks more mature somehow, especially because for the first time in his life he gets to see her in anything other than the shimmering red ruby dresses that were used as one of the restraints on her—to block her affinity with the moon and to deaden her power.
The vision scared him, and Hati hated being scared.
His emotions began to overwhelm him as he snarled inwardly, but somehow he could not explode as he watched her, feeling trapped, and then—
The image changed to his father. Shoulder-length, silky jet-black hair and strikingly handsome, identical to Hati's human look except for the well-trimmed mustache above his lip.
"Tell me, son, why are you angry?" his father greeted him.
"Stop this now," Hati commanded immediately, unable to bear the sound of his father's voice.
