Hayley
My breath caught in my throat at John's words. My mother? The very idea of using necromancy to communicate with the dead sent a chill down my spine. It was a forbidden practice, one that carried immense risks and consequences. Yet, the chance to speak to my mother, to hear her voice for the first time and learn the truth from her, was an opportunity I couldn't ignore.
"John, are you sure this is the only way?" I asked, my voice trembling with a mix of fear and hope.
John nodded solemnly. "It's the only way to get undeniable proof. The council of elders might dismiss a DNA test, but they can't ignore a testimony from the spirit world. Your mother knew the truth about you, about your father. She can confirm your heritage."
I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart. "How do we do it? How do we summon her?"
