"All I want to know is, why did you put this strange foreign fire inside me? Earlier, you apologized to me, saying that this is your fault. Then that probably meant you or whoever you represent put this hellfire in me, didn't you? Tell me.
"What is your purpose? Is my birth mother the one who put it in me? If it's someone else, did she give her approval? If you claim to know me from birth, then you should know what exactly happened to me.
"Are you my mother, Lady Evanthe? Or is it the lady sitting beside you?"
As Seren asked that question, her gaze landed on the quiet Sierra, but the woman made no reaction to her outburst.
Seren didn't know why, but she felt a sense of familiarity both from Evanthe and Sierra. It was not a resonance of power or anything like that. It was purely intuition she had about these two women—though she had no memory of it, she had met them before.
'And Lady Sierra's hands…'
