Page 89 of Guardian's Legacy
"Let me see," Alice reached for it.
"No, don't touch it," Hannah cried again.
Torn, I looked from one to the other. I didn't know what to do. Stop Alice like Hannah demanded, or let her investigate?
Alice's hands were moving closer.
"Don't touch it," Hannah's eyes were pleading. Her fear for Alice was real.
"This is not going to hurt me," Alice said, giving Hannah a warm smile.
"You don't know what you're doing," Hannah wailed.
"I think I do," Alice said. Her hands were already caught in the otherworldly golden shimmer emanating from the globe.
"Stop her," Hannah stared right at me.
"It's okay," Alice assured me.
When the time comes, you must listen to her. Trust her, as you have always done. She will know what to do. She has always known.Zapharos' words echoed in my head. Was this the moment he had talked about?
Hannah's worry and fear were valid.
None of us knew what that globe was or what it could do.
Alice's eyes met mine.Trust mewas written all over them, but Hannah's fear was also real. My heart nearly tore in two, because I had no idea what to do.
ALICE
From the momentI saw the globe, a warm feeling spread through me—a feeling of homecoming. Zapharos, his name repeated in my head. Somehow, this globe was the key to contacting him. I knew it—I felt it in my heart, bones, and soul.
But then Hannah's sudden outburst sent doubts through my stomach. They said Hannah had been a priestess in her previous life, and probably the life before that, and so on. A High Priestess. Out of all of us women, she remembered the most on her own. Sloane's memories had been a gift from Zapharos, but Hannah's had broken through because of who she was in her previous life.
Deep down, a voice told me that Hannah was wrong. This globe wasn't evil. My entire life had been dictated by logic—a logic that had taken a serious hit during the past weeks and was cracking even more now. There was no logic to how Iknewthat the globe was anything but evil. But I did.
"Trust me," I told Xyrek, watching the emotional war tearing at his features. He nodded, but the pain and worry in his eyes nearly stopped me from doing what I knew I needed to do.
My hands grabbed the globe. It felt strange, not solid at all, yet heavy. The golden light and crystal glitter inside swam around my skin. It was as if my hands dove right inside it. Yet, there was enough resistance for me to hold on to and lift it out of the box.
It was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen, like being inside a diamond. The warm glow emanating from the globe began to spread all around me.
"No," Hannah wailed.
Xyrek looked like he was ready to grab me, but then the golden glow began to leave me. It swirled like a small, benign twister. Everyone who had surrounded us automatically stepped back; they didn’t want to come in contact with the golden glow, especially not once it began to form a shape.
"You summoned me?" Without a doubt, I knew this was Zapharos, even before Sloane cursed.
"Zapharos!"
A devilish smirk rose on his lips. "Well, well, well. You finally figured it out. Good job, little engineer."
"Figured what out?" Xyrek took a step forward, murder written all over his face. I threw a warning glance at Zaarek since I couldn't put the damn globe down to stop Xyrek. Thankfully, Zaarek got my message and stepped in Xyrek's way, stopping him.
"Later," I heard him whisper. “You can kill him later. Let's hear what he has to say, brother."
Zapharos stood in the center, turning in a circle. He made eye contact with each one of us. His commanding presence ensured absolute silence despite a few growls from the men. But I was sure they, too, saw what I did. There was something deeper in his gaze—something ancient and burdened.
"Is this the Ohrur place? It feels evil," he said, looking around.
