Aria’s voice;

I think I was seeing things, or my brain was actually playing tricks with me. Why all these magics, and what are these people? Why were my Uncle, Desmond, and his wife, Aunt Susan, here? And why was Desmond holding a sword?

Who was this beautiful lady with great magic? I had a lot of questions that no one was answering. The more I tried to get answers, the more questions I got.

“Lucas!” I held his arm from behind, my body kept trembling at how aggressively everyone was acting. “How do we leave this place?” I knew I asked the right question.

Astrid instantly grasped my hand,...