A shriek slipped off Estelle's lips as she fell backward into the wall of the cave when she then turned her head and look again at the broken mirror that was now on the floor. Magnus had heard it and immediately pushed the portrait of his mother to the air and rushed to her side.
"What happened?!" He asked at once, holding to her shoulders.
"I- I saw someone," she muttered "In the mirror there was someone else's reflection!"
Magnus looked down to the source of Estelle's worries which was a broken hand mirror. Looking at it, he took a grab at the handle and narrowed his eyes. When he turned the mirror toward himself, Elle saw his expression that seemed troubled.
"There's nothing," he said as he placed the mirror towards her hand. When it was lifted, the mirror reflect her own face and nothing else much to her expectation.
"I saw someone, I really did," she muttered vehemently. She knew what she saw and it was a reflection of someone else.
