Ciara's POV
The voice that had come through the portal was distinct to the one person that I had come to know as the one that gave birth to me. There was no other reason why I'd reacted to it. The girl that stood in front of the portal stood still after hearing the voice that came through. Someone was attempting to communicate. This was the very first Frostwalker that she was ever hearing about since she'd been born.
Regina was frozen with no visual of the person that she was supposed to be meeting. She'd read about the Frostwalkers in books, but she'd never met one or even dreamed of meeting them. All she knew was that travelling between worlds was almost impossible because of the magic used by the old gods to separate the worlds.
"Is anyone there?" the feminine voice came again. It was young, kind and soft. However, the girl that was supposed to answer it was still having trouble finding her own voice to answer her.