Thalia's POV
"Thalia… Thalia!" Nyra's voice was faint but it was able to pierce through the fog in my mind.
I jotted backward as though slipping out of a dream.
"Kael?" I held her arms, looking all around us.
But all I got was silence, and her face all eyes on me. I'd almost staring hard at her as though he face was going to twist to become Kael's.
"I saw Kael," I muttered.
"Shh… lower your voice."
"Kael was here."
"Were you sleep walking?"
"I… I saw him."
"Like you slept for just a few seconds, and in that short amount of time, you had a dream involving your ex-partner?"
I shook my head almost violently. "I didn't sleep… I didn't dream. He was…"
"He was here as a ghost?"
"He came towards us."
She sighed. "And I was unable to catch sight of him even if you did."
"But…"
Then it occurred to me. He couldn't have been here. Not at this time, and even if he wanted to come around, he wouldn't have shown himself like that. It was too risky for him to give himself out.
