Prophetess’ POV

It would take time to unravel the layers the boys had set down. It was something good, something amicable but not in the situation. Usually it took years of training to achieve this but the boys had proven themselves with their mastery

I losing the last weave in the mix and there he was just sitting.

Lucian.

He was scared and confused unsure of what to do next. The Agwi must have captured and left him here just to torture his brother or to drain his strength and he had done better by chasing his wife away from the subconscious.

I walked over to him and tapped him...