Hand in hand with Dex, I approach Opal. Although I know I’m actually a seventeen-year-old, I feel like a little kid once more. For a long minute, Opal and I stare at each other. She doesn’t seem to notice Dex at all.
Opal folds her arms over her chest and sniffs. “Well?”
“Um, hi.”
“That’s it?”
“Hi, Opal?”
My sister rolls her eyes. “You’re so disrespectful. Every other osmos lives by the code, the mirror reflects what an osmos protects. You know what that means?”
the mirror reflects what an osmos protects“Osmos fae are supposed to honor the next quintessence.”
Memories appear. Everyone thought my sister was the next quintessence. The Sidhe Elf Academy was actually a palace in the clouds. Opal was bought there in a flying boat with an honor guard of elf royalty. Whenever she visited o
