A woman sat on a luxurious chair absorbed in the images playing in the mirror in front of her. Fiona's red royal garb was the only thing that added color to the empty room, aside from the bright reflections from the mirror. Her face was like that of a clown, whose expressions would randomly change as she watched the people in the mirror.
Sweat formed on her forehead from all the magic she was using to spy on the hybrid and the Jinn. She smirked looking at the pregnant woman deliver. She silently prayed for the woman to die in the process.
Unfortunately for her, her wishes were not granted. The woman was able to wake up and looked better than she had been for the three months that she was in a coma. The mirror was showing her the events that had occurred since the Hybrid Heir found his mate.
