"Ah, right... you can't possibly ask your bastard father to intervene now. Though, I suspect he's too dim-witted to grasp the hints you dropped when you guided him to the past before." he added.
"Not enough. Our blood souls… we've got Iris' hollow soul too," Ciara explained. "It's what lets her control all the Purebloods and Enigmas like puppets, including my body. You're the only one who can separate it from mine. You're the Enigma with Iris' purest bloodline."
In a voice edged with cunning, Ciara leaned in close to the first Arcane Sovereign, her words dripping with manipulation. "Do you honestly want the royal Pureblood to have her under their thumb? Wouldn't it be far more advantageous if you were the one to seize control before they even realize what's happening?"
