Chapter 8: The Crystal Ball

“What about it?” Aeliana, still quite confused and perplexed, observed the crystal ball with wonder in her eyes. This time, her eyes didn’t feel quite as swollen. Strangely enough, Aeliana’s vision felt completely restored nearly immediately after she attended to them that very morning.

“What about the ball? What is it?” Aeliana continued to prod the swan. She had to have answers, especially after having been in the dark for so long about so many ongoing issues in her life.

“Jacques. Him. See?” Still quite puzzled, Aeliana gazed into the crystal ball intently. She knew that she likely shouldn’t have been doing so, given that it felt like an invasion of privacy to her.

But it still didn’t stop her from doing so.

The scene before her did pique her curiosity quite a bit, however.

Jacques stood in between walls of what seemed like endless darkness. He cowered, writhed, knelt before someone who was of higher power, status, or position than he.