“When you look in the mirror, what do you find?” They cocked their head. “A rose in full bloom, with thorns on the vine?” Something like a chuckle slithered through the air, echoing around me. “We see dark, hidden secrets, a deceitful tongue. For in the wake of the wicked, your poison will come.” Their voice dropped even further. “We know how this ends, daughter of the moon—only you will decide who meets their doom.”
