The Monteiros were buried in the castle cemetery. They now rested alongside the Van Duren cousins. After the ceremony, I requested a private interview with Prisca and Carmichael. To tell them about my visions, I choose my suite and welcomed them to my boudoir over a cup of coffee. “And you warn me of this now!” Carmichael looked pissed, but his sister calmed him down with a wave of her hand on his arm. With one look, she caught his attention and spoke. “What you’re describing is impossible, Everliegh. No one can transmit their powers by touch or thought. Egeria was powerful, but such a thing is unthinkable!” “Unless that isn’t the case,” continued Carmichael deep in thought. “And if Egeria had only transmitted visions that she wished Eve to see. It would be possible, right?” “You mean

