"I don't know what you're talking about," Sonia replied, "but my orders are clear. I'll save her for the president, not for you."
Sonia might not know what that meant, but Shelly did. He was a First. One of the first beings that helped create and shape reality. They were supposed to be more powerful than the Pillars. They were supposed to be nigh indestructible… Except her father had killed one, and wounded another. Killed two, actually, if Shemhazau really was a First.
He turned his glowing gaze back upon her. She shuddered under its intensity. Her fear grew as his eyebrows knit together in concern.
"You should forget that for now, granddaughter. As far as you know, I'm just your grandfather. My history isn't important. You surviving is."
