“My dear, we would not lie about this. What could we possibly have to gain by—”

“—your visions.” I interrupted Komen. “When you were a little girl you saw them. Now it appears, at times, your blood links you to them through your vision.”

“You’re saying I have visions because I’m a demon?”

“No. I am saying you have visions because you are a cambion. You are able to resist in part because you were baptized.”

She stared at me with her mouth slightly agape. She started to speak, but much like me earlier, words failed her. I approached cautiously, even though she no longer seemed repulsed by my touch.

“My father…” she began but the words caught in her throat and refused to...

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