CHAPTER 123

FREYA'S POV:

Of course, the necklace wouldn't have been kept alongside the rest of the family crap that had been on display back at the museum.

This is what crosses my mind while Silas carefully places the jewelry round my neck, clasping it in place.

I turn to my reflection, looking at the image of myself next to Silas, like a pair. The beautiful necklace adorned on my neck and the wizard's crouched form watching us and snickering to himself.

"You know... my grandfather ...