Kalai
Isha’s palm that faced us was a copy to Gaemeris’. Her other hand was clenched, holding Haalash’s neck—at least that part next to her head. I had no idea why she didn’t turn into her binvassi form. Or perhaps she couldn’t at this point?
My eyes grew larger. I didn’t expect to see Gaemeris, who was now grinning just like Isha. “Gaemeris!” I exclaimed. “What did you do to Isha?”
“Princess Kalai, I never thought you could all still be alive after all those traps I set for you!” Isha’s voice could now be heard. She could now speak but it seemed unnatural. It may be because Gaemeris’ voice spoke with her at the same time. It sounded creepy, low and cold. I even had goosebumps run along my skin, f
