Precious
"Etaya?" Siora asked as panic-laced frustration filled her. "What has your wife done? What revenge?" She was talking to herself and if anyone saw her right now, they would think she has gone mad. Sharing a body with a man and that too Seraph—she had never seen such terrible days.
Her words came out in Seraph's voice. "That is none of your concern. But know this—if you want to reach the cave where you think are all the rebels, then trust me, there is no one better than me who knows the route to it."