Aveloria tried to process the information, surprise spreading through her expression. "What?"
Eirene tried to move, to reach towards the iron gate, but the chains burned her skin, and she cried out in pain. She gasped, catching her breath before continuing.
"It is dangerous. Very dangerous. I found out at your bond ceremony that Rowena went behind my back to make a pact with the coven. She accepted to be a vessel for the Witch-Queen spirit. And now that she has been crowned Queen, my father's plans to become immortal will be fulfilled."
Aveloria stared at her, not knowing what to say.
"If Rowena becomes too powerful, it will be dangerous for the entire world. And if Marek finds his way to her, if he reaches Drakwyne and they are reunited, the realm will suffer for it. In no time, they will lay hold of your other mates. They will use them against you."
A desperate look formed in her expression.
