Charley chanced a question. “Is it true that you have magic?”
“Yes, it is, but please do not ask me to use my powers. I swore that I would never again.” She backed away from them and looked small.
“Unless you choose differently, we will all be stuck in the past and the volcano will bury us within these tombs. I cannot send you back. And the only way we can stop the emperor is for you to go back and reclaim your throne. You must return to the stone throne and sit on it. You must reclaim it and face your fate.” Mab paused for a moment and said, “It is the only way.”
“No, I will not go back.” She glanced up at Jeremiah. “I cannot use magic again. I swore that I never would again.”
“But why?” Jeremiah edged closer to her with his hand out. “Help me understand.”
“Because I killed my parent
