Alyna gazed into the empty space above the frozen lake in the temple where the Scorpio key would surface during the Summoning. She had never been down to the bottom of the lake. Caedmon had. He told her the key was a fifteen-foot-tall blood ice statue of a Scorpion, frozen in the middle of an ice column that oozed red liquid.
AWhat was it about this key that captured everyone’s attention? Pukak had told her many things about the key, but back then, she thought it was a myth because no human she’d known had ever seen the key surface in their lifetime. And she hadn’t paid much attention to the fact that magical creatures that had lived for thousands of years would have seen a Summoning and would know what the real key looked like.
She closed her eyes, concentrated, and tried to recall the
