The Alpha King's Mind-Reading Maid
I held up the small box, but I held it just out of reach.
“This won’t damage it, right?”
“Of course not,” Fae said, frowning.
I handed her the box, and she carefully took out the pendant, placing it in the center of the table.
“At this point, I will open the paradox,” Maevis said, hovering her hands over the table. “It mustn’t stay open for too long, and the only connection you seek is whatever connection this item allows.”
“I remember the rules,” Fae said, a timid smile on her lips making me think there was a story there. “As long as this item is important to Cecilia, she is also important to this item. It should take me right to her.”