“You?” Alice said under her breath. She had had her fair share of meetings with gods and goddesses. But, this was different. She narrowed her eyes at her even more. “Ledanai’i?”

The tall woman chuckled softly at her. “You were expecting something else?” Her eyes twinkled against the morning light.

Alice remained silent. She gripped the jar of ashes tightly.

Ledanai’i noticed the sudden shift in her grip. She looked down on the jar and looked at it with motherly glance. She chuckled. “Ailan’s eyes… you’ve finally come back to me, my child.” She tried to reach out to caress the jar, but Alice slightly jerked the jar away. They met eyes again.

Ledanai’i smirked. “I understand.” She blinked softly, then sighed. “How is Kadlum?”

“Alive,” Alice broke her silence. “But not so much as to give you his regards,” Alice cocked he