KYLIE's pov
The room was dark at first, then suddenly, it brimmed with ethereal light.
"oh, damn it." Elijah cursed as he blocked his eyes. I closed mine, and Jason just sighed like he'd already had enough.
"I was wondering when you would make an appearance, chosen one." I turned to the sound of the screeching voice, and jumped when I saw an old…very old, maybe even ancient woman sitting on a chair that resembled a throne. It seemed to be built out of gold.
The woman, with white hair, and bark-like skin was looking in my direction, but her eyes were closed, and I wondered if she was blind.
"are.. Are you the oracle?" I asked carefully. She didn't reply quickly and a part of me was worried that she couldn't hear me, and was about to ask again, when she nodded once.
"Yes, I am." she
