CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
EMMA ENDLESS
The cage door was rattling now, without my even touching it. I had mustered the magic I knew remained with me from Oberon, and being Queen, and I tried to bend the cage to my will. All I had been able to do was to make the lock shake and quiver. After the millionth try, I let out a frustrated shriek, tired, and exhausted. I crumpled to the floor.
Oberon was back again. To torment me, as he had been doing for my entire life. Even in death, it was his specialty. He sat down next to me.
“You know this is a waste of time,” Oberon said, “you won’t be able to get out. Everything you’ve ever escaped, it has always been because well, you had someone to save you. Perhaps you should play to your strength.”
“What are you suggesting?” I asked.
“It isn’t a b
