Nine
We meet the other Fates in the room I first woke up in. The girl, Airlea, has disappeared and I’m quite glad about that. Three ageless women are enough trouble already. Especially as I have no idea about what they want.
Somehow, woven white armchairs have appeared in the room that definitely weren’t there before. What a strange, magical place. I’m not sure I like it.
Lachesis bids me to sit down and instinctively, I choose the chair closest to the door. I’m not feeling comfortable around them. And it’s worrying that I’m having to do this on my own, without my guys.
To reassure myself, I think of how I’ve been on my own for most of my life and have managed to survive. If I managed to deal with my uncle for over ten years, I can get through an hour or so with the Fates.
“I believe
