And then the day came when the queen lay dying on her bed, and they were both gathered at her bedside. With trembling hands, the queen took the book from beneath her covers and gave it to Ebony. “This is yours now, my daughter. Use it well.”
With furtive movements, Ebony quickly took the book with the witch’s prophecy and the queen’s sin, and hid it away. Everything had happened just as the witch had said, and she was at last on the throne, and secure in the knowledge that everything was as it should be when suddenly everything began falling apart.
Savanne was back!
Ebony was jolted out of her memories with a shout. “Oh, my God, it’s Savanne. I thought he was dead. What is he doing back here?” She whirled about looking for Ivory. “Ivory!”
In only seconds, the young woman entered. “Yes,
