"Where exactly is this temple?" Luna Catherine asked, a hint of worry crossing her features. "I remember hearing about it... They say unimaginable powers reside there. Do you know anyone there?"
Jackson let out a heavy sigh.
"It's not about knowing someone there, Catherine... I am the king of that place. I'm always welcome, even though I haven't set foot there in over fifteen years. Still, if it means keeping Maria safe, I'll do whatever it takes."
"But you know..." Catherine hesitated, glancing toward the door instinctively, "you've never told Maria about herself—what she really is, and what she represents."
"I know," Jackson said heavily. "I just don't think she's ready yet. She's still so young. I don't want to burden her with truths she can't handle."
His face dulled with worry as he ran a hand through his hair.
