Concern and sadness filled Melissa as she stared through the mirror as it showed her images of her former realm. What Abigail and Tatiana said had come to pass. The war between those allied with her father and Malachai and those allied with their enemies was inevitable.
She leaned heavily on the cane Abigail had fashioned for her, hating the weakness of her body and pushing herself further every day.
“Mother, I found her,” Ross called from the door, but she did not startle Alyssa.
The powers that awakened so slowly on the other side of the veil and spiraled so rapidly out of control, and the ones that awakened once she reached the lands of faerie, had merged. They were still as weak as her body, but they were there and under her control. She had sensed Ross long before she entered the
