Enzo's voice was laced with pain. "Through that ritual that transcended the boundaries of space and time itself, Myra sought the immaculate spark of life that would one day be her offspring's next vessel upon her own tragic demise."
There was a sharp indrawn breath from Meredith at those words, though the elegant witch otherwise remained an impassive statue of poise and control. Meanwhile, Killian and Seven waited patiently for the man to continue.
"Meredith and I may have been forced into hiding, but we were not so isolated that we remained ignorant of the new monarchs' efforts to safeguard their ill-gotten reign through increasingly forceful measures of subjugation."
His chiseled features tightened with undisguised contempt and a visage of barely restrained fury.
"Of how the usurper
