SIGRID

The magic of that sorceress intertwined with my own.

I watched as her eyes turned completely white. She was in a trance, trembling, mumbling incoherent spells.

I wasn’t scared. If anything, I was curious. She was prophesizing something. I could feel it.

What was it? Was it about me, about us?

Our hands tightened around each other, and I closed my eyes, drawing her vision into my mind.

I could feel the hum of our combined powers. Then, I saw it.

The place was seared into my memory, a location that held intense emotions for me. A cave.

I knew this cave. It was special, sacred almost. It was where I had made love to Silas for the first time, in Electra’s body.

Were those caverns still standing?

Seeing myself lying on a rustic, makeshift bed on the ground inside that natural shelter, I realized we would return to that hidden place somewhere in this Realm.

Everything she saw, I saw too.

« "Sigrid, drink my blood!" Silas loomed over me, his body nestled between my open legs, slicing