"How does this work?"
That was a lie. Of course Sibyl knew how the process of conjuring a spirit worked; she'd witnessed Lexi do it at least a dozen times. But she wasn't quite ready to reveal her true intentions to the mortal. She had to make sure contact was made with the spirit in question before she could do that.
"I'll lie down on your father's grave," Griffin answered, approaching the headstone. "I'll go into a sort of trance. That's where I'll make contact. Your father won't be able to see you, but I'll relay your message to him." He smiled, no doubt trying to look reassuring.
She nodded and watched him get to work.
The mortal pulled his hood up, settling it so that the dark material partially covered his blue-green eyes. He then dropped to his haunches before laying, supin
