Lying on the cold, hard earth of the mystic world, her skin still burning from Ursula's vicious slap, Aurora found herself in the grip of humiliation. Her skull ached as if each beat of her heart bore the sorcery of the witch. Carefully, she sat up, her eyes burning with determination, though confusion filled her thoughts.

"Why are you doing this?!" Aurora barked, her voice reverberating in the huge, misty emptiness. "I’ve done nothing to you, so stop playing these twisted games with ...