Chapter Fifty-Eight (Isla)

"Thank you." I muttered as I looked at my now fully healed hand.

As she disappeared, I was disappointed I had so many questions. If I knew how to control my magic, I would, but I haven’t been able to unlock it and the few times I could use it aside from masking my appearance, I could count on one hand. Now I find out that I need to figure it out alone. Why hadn’t she told me of her plan? Let me in on the fact that I was her daughter and a part of this prophecy. My father had mentioned it once when I was little, as a bedtime story, but this is the first time I've heard of someone taking it as more than a story.

I have so many questions and no answers. Where do I find Una and Murdina? How long do we have before we are destroyed? Why is Zeeb so important when he’s already been sentenced to death?

“She’s hotter than I expected?” Alec noted a grin on his face.

Anders scowled. “Really? You want to joke now? Did nothing she say sink in?”

“Yes, it did, and I think a comedic relief is need