THIRD PERSON POV
The following morning, Amelia sought Queen Althea’s counsel. The Queen’s serene demeanor masked a wealth of knowledge, her wisdom honed over decades of ruling a kingdom full of secrets.
“You saw the mirror, didn’t you?” Althea asked, her voice soft but firm.
Amelia nodded hesitantly, her fingers clasped tightly together.
The memory of the mirror’s shifting images—her reflection morphing into her mother’s face—still unsettled her.
The Queen’s expression grew serious. “It’s time you knew the truth. Follow me.”
Althea rose gracefully, her gown trailing behind her as she led Amelia through a series of narrow hallways within the palace.
They entered the library, a grand room filled with towering shelves and ancient tomes.
At its farthest corner, Althea pushed against
