Greta held her body as she slept on, the glow kept radiating throughout her body until it enclosed her completely. Greta had to let go of her hands, she stepped back and continued to watch from a distance.
“Do you think they’ve already met? I worry that she may fail the first dreamscape test,” Greta whispered, unshed tears hanging on the edge of her eyelids.
“If there is one thing I’ve learned about this girl, whether she is our long lost Kharisi or some imposter, she is as stubborn as a mule,” Zander tried to assure Greta.
“If she is anything like her mother, then I completely agree with you. It is not her I’m worried about, I’m worried about the phantoms,” she said laughing with tears in her eyes. It was apparent she was just trying to comfort herself regardless of whether Maya was
