Chapter FortyIt was late the next morning when I awoke to a lingering headache and faint muscle ache. I'd arrived back tired and in pain, head pounding as if I'd taken a thorough thrashing. I'd crawled into bed and fell comatose to the world. Camilla's plan to rally other transitioned spheres was a great opportunity, but after last night I wasn't sure I could go through with it. I'd borrowed the book with me, but there wasn't an index at the beginning, or the end for that matter. The possibility that there could be some weave that would break the familial bond had given me hope, and although it was later than I was used to, I awoke earlier than I should have, and began going through each page and weave with care.
Despite the headache and muscle ache, or the fact I'd slept only for a littl
