“Who are you?” Aeliana choked, as she broke free of the trance entirely all too late. “What have you done with him?”

She peered directly where Jacques was, in her line of vision. It seemed as though the lines between her own spirit being and the spirit being of Jacques were blurred. They stood directly adjacent to one another, their bodily forms enmeshed to the point where Aeliana could no longer distinguish between the two.

“Please…” Aeliana hated that she ...