The archangel who had inclined his ear toward her, as she fought for her life, and learned to cope with the loss of Jacques. She didn’t know either of them as well as she could have - not at the soul level that she could have dreamed or hoped for - and yet, a certain type of beauty and obsession still occupied her as she wistfully longed for both of them to complete her.

Suddenly, the faintest image of a radiant dragon made its way accursedly toward Aeliana. Inwardly, she ...