"I want to destroy it," Lenora muttered low and deep, as she shivered just thinking of what she had seen. how close she had been to meeting her end. Her sweaty palm clamps down on the wooden dresser as she stares piercingly into the mirror. It failed to give off her reflection; instead, a figure stared solemnly.
"Those are eyes that have witnessed the chosen one. Your fear consumes you."
"I am not scared of anyone; do not speak such lies before me." It kept silent amidst her strong rage. She could not admit that her limbs had been shaking since the moment she took a seat. They were weak. Her teeth gritted, irritated with how the conversation was going. She didn't summon him to be lectured.
"Tell me how I can destroy it now!" She shouted at the mirror.
