“Her name is Achlys.”
Zander heard Aluzam’s voice coming from his right and then he saw his reflection in the mirror. But his reflection was the same as the one he saw in the bathroom mirror; eyes gold and black, gray skin with red veins.
“Aluzam?”
“Who else?”
Then Zander looked at his sister who was looking in the mirror.
“So this is not my sister at the moment, but your sister?” Zander asked and Aluzam nodded.
“What year is it?” She asked.
“I lost track sister. But what I know is that it’s been a couple of millennia.” Aluzam answered.
Then she began rubbing her chin.
“So it’s been that long... Damn, I missed so much.” She said.
“Pretty much.”
“But where is the prince now?” She asked.
“I believe he’s around here somewhere,” Aluzam answered.
“Hey hold up,” Zander spoke and b
