Voldemort: Origins Novelas e Histórias

Amren trailed off at the last part. Her face was covered in shock as she quickly searched through another page and saw what raised her suspicion. "......Hagrid, hidden under the sand of time and away from prying eyes, a neighboring city to Orlock, separated by Huge walls and barriers, located in the east. Hagrid, the enigmatic land of vampires ....." Amren whispered these words as her eyes zoomed out to space "Land of the vampires..." Her Brain moving to various dimensions, she had no idea, she remembered the dream clearly that King Cassian Von Vendela was the king of Hagrid, father of Rhysand Von Vendela, the man who named her Amren, who Feyre had a night with.

That’s the only way it was possible for her to be his twin sister’s child. “No, she had her before she passed away! You clearly don’t know what happened because you know what happened and how you didn’t want anyone to talk about Andres around you.” Martha’s words made me stop and think. Maybe I was wrong. After what happened between us, I literally turned him into Voldemort. No one was allowed to say anything about him around me. It was that bad so if I didn’t know everything that happened years ago correctly then it’s my fault. “Didn’t his sister die with his other family members?”