The Living Catalyst

Talia POV Continued

"The man she loved," I said. My voice steadier than I expected. "He might still be alive."

Bronson looked at me sharply.

"She died. He didn't," I said. "If he was from a royal bloodline. If the blood moon mattered to her. If she was building something before she died." I looked at grandma. "Did she ever say. Did she ever give you anything? A name? A place? A description? Anythi