The Erembour children showed Kieran upstairs to their rooms.
“None of you are in the nursery?” Kieran asked.
They seemed confused by that.
“Mama doesn’t want us so far away,” one of the oldest twins said. He radiated light despite the sliver of dark magic he carried. Or perhaps because of it.
“But why would she want me here?” Kieran asked. He had only ever been good for being the next vessel, and now he wouldn’t even be that.