Jester.
This strange boy who had appeared in their lives because of Michael.
Even without Michael explaining anything, Aunt Mia had known from the beginning that he was not normal. No one with that kind of aura could be ordinary. The way he trained Lily. The small glimpses of power he revealed here and there. It had all been proof.
And yet it had never felt wrong. That was the strange part.
Normally, someone wearing her nephew's face and living under the same roof would have been unsettling. Creepy, even. But for some reason it wasn't. If anything, it made her feel like she had gone back to those earlier days when it was just her, Lily, and Michael. Life had been hard then, but it was simple and safe.
Though that did not mean she wanted to go back.
Reality snapped back in and her eyes moved immediately to Lily. "…What happened to her?"
"She fainted. She's not injured. But we need to leave."
