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I raised a brow. “No shit.” Another thought hit me. “So, you’ve been shaking the hands of the otherworlders coming through who are looking to steal humans?”

She gave me an exasperated look. “No, of course not. These portals are forgotten. Nothing comes through.”

“Why are you guarding it if nothing comes through?” I crossed my arms, not understanding and getting more frustrated by the second.

Why does every conversation with this woman leave me feeling like I’ve been given a riddle rather than answers?

She let the vine curtain fall across the portal, the bright blue glow hidden again, until we stood in the dim light of the candles.

“We have always been guardians of the portals. We are the only people in this realm to know where they are, which portal leads where, and can see the connections each portal has to the human realm. The magic has embedded itself in our blood over centuries. We have a kinship, a connection to them.”

“You know where that one goes?” I pointed to the vine vale, and she nodded with a smile, a knowing glint in her eyes. “Where?” I asked, my curiosity getting away with me.

“I can’t tell you.”

Bloody typical.I rolled my eyes.

The dreamscape changed again, and I wobbled on my feet as I suddenly found myself back in the living room we started in.

I glared at my birth mother as she smirked at me and said, “You’re going to need to get used to controlling the dreamscape.”

“I’ll add it to the to-do list,” I muttered as I sat on the sofa again. With my head in my hands, and my mind processing, I said, “So, Fafnir came looking for your great-grandmother because he wanted access to the natural portal.” I looked up at Elizabeth, who had another teacup in hand. “But how did he find her?”

Elizabeth frowned. “She felt a powerful disturbance and left her portal to seek it out. The disturbance was probably the rise of Sigurd and Fafnir, but unfortunately, she fell victim to Fafnir.”

“She didn’t tell him about the portals,” I stated. If he knew where they were, he’d have already gone in search of more powerful prey.

She shook her head. “She couldn’t. Everyone is sworn to secrecy.”

“You haven’t sworn me.”

“You don’t know anything beyond that they exist, and Fafnir already knows that. But you don’t know where they are. Where this one is. If I ever tell you, you will be sworn too.”

I gritted my teeth and huffed my frustration.She only trusts me so far. She still thinks I’ll turn to the dark side.

“How did Fafnir know the natural portals exist if the knowledge was wiped?”

She paused, took a sip of tea, and stared into the cup before shaking her head. “I’m not sure.”

“But you knew he planned to come back for some reason,” I prompted, still looking for the answer to my previous answer. She’d talked around the subject so much, but it was obvious.They knew something.

She sighed and put her tea down. “You’re so determined to see the worst in me.”

“You literally tried to dust me last night,” I reminded her as I leaned back on the sofa and crossed my arms.

“That was an accident.”

I scoffed and asked a new question since I was getting nowhere with the other one. “Are Fafnir’s plans in the diaries?”

“Not the ones I have.”

I clenched my fists and stood. “Stop fucking around and answer me straight!” I yelled.

“I can’t help but want you to see me in a positive light,” she said quietly, her head bowed.

But I was past being patient.

“That ship sailed a long time ago. All I need from you now is training and knowledge.” She nodded sadly, and I felt a twinge of guilt. “What did your family, the Fafnir fans, tell you before they split away from the rest of you?”

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