Megan POV

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, allowing the peculiar stone to touch my forehead once more. Instantly, my surroundings shifted, and I found myself standing in a familiar palace courtyard. The air was filled with the scent of blooming flowers, and the distant sound of laughter echoed in the air.

I looked around, and a smile tugged at my lips as the memories flooded back. I was eight years old, and this was the day of my birthday. The sun was shining brightly, casting a warm glow over everything. Excitement bubbled within me as I saw my sister Emily and my brother Thor approaching.

Emily's...