The room was barely lit, and Sienna's fingertips shook when they touched the smooth surface of the mirror. At least not all of the person in the mirror was her. It was twisted and deformed by the power that seemed to thrum under her skin, making her feel like she was stuck between two worlds. One foot in reality, the other sinking into the pandemonium that she didn't yet fully understand. A chilly, mocking voice slipped into her mind, making her heart race. "You believe you're the first person to have this kind of power? To be picked by the Queen? You are only a puppet. Sienna's eyes snapped to the mirror, where her own visage flickered like a candle flame in the wind.
The edges of the glass moved, as if the surface were alive and breathing. Who is that? She was so nervous that her heart
