"What if she truly is the Queen?" added Matthias, his voice tinged with the desperation of a man who had watched his friend's suffering for far too long. It was obvious in his face that his thoughts were all over the place as well. But as much as it sounded nearly impossible to him, he wished it was the case. He cared for the woman, and more than that, he didn't want to watch Alec live in misery all his life.
Alec didn't answer and turned to the window where the starry night could be seen from the sky. The room's candles flickered, casting wavering shadows on Alec's face, reflecting his inner turmoil.
He had been searching for ways to resurrect the dead, and he found one using sorcery, but it wouldn't guarantee the dead to come back as someone she was used to be.
