Roxie's POV
I could not stop staring at her face. My face.
"You're lying," I said. The words shook coming out. "You can't be me. I'm right here. I'm standing right here."
The woman tilted her head, and the firelight slid across her older version of my features. "I never said I was you, child. I said you would want to hear what I have to tell you about what you become." She held up her hands, slow and open, the way you show a frightened animal that you mean no harm. "My name is Morrigan. Morrigan Drakmoor. I am Aldric's sister. Which makes me, if you can believe such a thing on a night like this, your aunt."
My aunt. The dragon was my aunt. The world had stopped making sense hours ago, and yet it kept finding new ways to break.
"We share a face because we share a bloodline," Morrigan
