So many questions were roaming in the darkness of her mind, however, she knew Etna would answer none of them. Once again, she missed her mother, the only one who answered all of her queries.
Mircea recalled how even Carsten had subtly pushed her toward the alliance with Cetus. Did he know? How much more was hidden from her?
The same question, just a different time she thought.
"King Kirill must be waiting for you." Etna called out from behind her. Mircea glanced at her through the mirror and then at herself.
The ghost of her present stared back at her with no remorse. The sense of betrayal was lingering yet again in the air. Earlier that day, she had felt it because of Urban, now the cause was Etna and even Carsten somewhere. Mircea sighed and straightened up from the chair.
