“You’re right,” came yet another voice. This one was complete power and all-encompassing. No one appeared this time, but she knew the voice. She’d spoken to the same in a mirror. “It is not the same. The fates and destinies of Fae and Legacy are of no worry to you, but the fates of those with power can alter the course of history. You hold that power. And if you fail?” He didn’t need to say it. If she failed, she was stuck in Devram forever. Alone in a realm to be used and caged. Someone would find a way to do so eventually. Correct the balance. That was what she had to do.
