Novel & Cerita Sakura Is Orochimarus Daughter

Within half an hour and only breaking Fenriz’s wrist twice, I pushed my daughter out. A healthy, beautiful daughter. My Yukihime. Hikari smiles when she sees her, then places her on my chest before cutting the cord. Then she looks at both Fenriz and me, then her smile spreads even wider. “There’s no internal battle for the soul of this little one; there’s a slumbering Lycan inside of her,” she says, not knowing the gravity of the words that she’s just spoken. No internal fight, no pain - that means I can go home!

His murderous intent radiated from his body once more. “Yes, Demigod,” Kurama hurriedly explained. “I did send some people to the Celestial Empire some time ago, but they haven’t returned yet.” “They can no longer come back.” Tyr then probed, “Who asked you to send them to the Celestial Empire?” Kurama responded quickly, “It’s a lady. Sakura is a stunning woman who is a member of the Fukuda family.” “The Fukuda family?” Tyr gave a slight frown. He was perplexed as to why another family suddenly appeared in the picture.

"The Silver Oak? That's just a legend, a story." Joe's laughter sent chills through me. "Legends often conceal truths, Scarlett. And you, dear metal witch, are at the heart of it." I raised an eyebrow, doubt clear on my face. "What makes you think I'm part of whatever fantasy you're selling? And don’t call me a witch, kid." The woman's eyes locked onto mine, her demeanor serious. "Your father's research, Scarlett. He was involved with the Order before... before he vanished."

She was here to take back her power. I took a step down from the throne, voice low but lethal. “Your daughter lives,” I growled, turning toward Abby and her mother. “But she is banished. From Apollo territory. From every ally pack we command influence over. If she ever steps foot here again—if I even sense her shadow—I won’t take a moment before taking her head off.” The woman gasped in relief, hugging Abby tightly. “And you, Abby…” I narrowed my eyes. “You should be grateful for the mercy that my Luna’s heart has afforded you. Because if it were up to me—you wouldn’t be seeing the sunrise.”

"She... She's not a daughter from my marriage, but the circumstances of her conception are not a relevant topic in light of the fact that she carries my blood, Yakuza blood, and as such, she falls under its mantle and protection," he retorted with utmost seriousness and clarity, emphasizing an intriguing point, a point not beyond comprehension: Amaya was his daughter and had the same rights as the rest. "The process of changing her name, as well as bestowing upon her a new surname, will conclude shortly, and she will officially become a Yagami."

She was seen by the Etholians but not by the other clans. She gulped when her heart started pounding. She turned to look at her mother. "Do you love father?" She asked. Queen Martina was surprised by her sudden question. But she knew her daughter was scared so she smiled at her and then squeezed her hands. "I love your father. Yes, he was a gift from the Moon Goddess, but I have never doubted my heart. You might think it was because of the mating pull, but I never thought of that. Because if I was born like you, I will still choose your father over any man in this world." Her mother answered.

"I'm glad your father woke you up quickly, Francine. I've finished cooking dinner. Please help me set the table," Francine didn't seem to hear anything, and her gaze remained fixated on the man. Her father cleared his throat when he realized where she was staring. "I nearly forgot..." Her father took her by the elbow and led her to the man who still held her gaze. "Francine, he is Azure, and Francine, she is Azure. My only daughter, the Luna Princess of the pack," "A-Azure..." She couldn't say his name on her own, but it's lovely, and he complements it.

Even with that, I'm still certain she's the greatest girl in the world. “Oh really? Nice to meet you Mara. So what do you want to talk to me about” I urged, frustrated by the continuous banter. “Uhm… I see you need a Luna since you want to wed Talia urgently and since she isn’t here, it wouldn’t be bad if Mara could take her place since she is blood related and all...” Her voice got lower the more she continued as I stared at her blankly. The hell was this woman about? I already had an inkling towards what she wanted when she introduced me to Mara. So this was all to secure funding for this orphanage?

Her hair is white at the roots and singed at the tips. Ceres (gently kneeling, voice soft): "You're safe now. Can you hear me, little one?" The girl's eyes flutter open. She doesn't speak. Her irises burn violet-gold for a flash before dulling. There's a strange mark on her collarbone—half sun, half moon, encircled by flame. Maera (recoiling slightly): "Umbra-Flame mark... and something else. An echo. This child... she's not just marked. She's born of ritual."

It is also because Risa holds half of the assets after Sakura's death. Not wanting to lose such a big deal, and since Akatsuki Sata is also one of Japan's wealthiest families, he agrees to his condition. After the engagement, she returns back to the northern Calestical City. Living by herself there with the servant, and her grandparents often visited her there when they had free time. As she grew up, her face, her posture, and all her body features resembled more like her mother, Sakura. Even her voice is also not much different than her mother's. It becomes more complicated when Kenji meets her daughter.