“But,” his Shadow told him sorrowfully, “there is always a price for power.…” And the price Lorn had paid to Between for this wonderful, terrible power was a small sliver of his soul—now encased in a mirror—which tethered him to the kingdom such that he was unable to leave for more than three days without being called back to Between. And so Lorn—who had lived his childhood as a slave, chained up by day and locked away by night—now found himself in a different type of cage.
