Megan POV

My brows knit together as I say slowly, “Not much. Like I told you, my brother never taught me any history. We were too busy trying to survive as rogues.”

Balin looks at his companions before murmuring, “It might be easier to show you.”

“Show me?” I blink, and then he reaches out, and his finger enters the flames, and they rise higher than before, making me scramble back in shock and fear.

“Watch,” he advises in a grim voice.

And I do.

I see figures in the fire.

“A long time ago, there were three worlds—one for humans, one for the Others, and one for the demons....