Rising from the prince's corpse was a spirit. It looked just as he did. Had she not been able to see his actual body lying on the couch, she would have thought he simply floated into the air.
Valor brought his hands to his bare chest and looked down at his body as if he too were surprised to find himself conscious. Where his wound should have been, lay a perfect patch of smooth and unharmed skin.
Enya stood frozen in place. What was she seeing? She looked around and found that both Jeremy and Weaver seemed to have noticed nothing. They were still and staring in the direction of Valor's body.
Valor's ghost blinked and looked about, confused. Then he looked behind himself as if he had heard a sound.
In front of the ghostly Valor appeared an archway of light made of an ancient looking
