«V-Veronica…» I murmur in a faint voice.
The woman pulls back her hood.
«Truly excellent work, Jacey. I see you followed my advice in the end.»
«T-This… this is a dream, right? I must be dreaming — there's no other explanation…»
«Oh no, this is reality, my dear Jace Lance…» John cuts in. «…or perhaps I should call you by your real name: Jace Volkom, twin brother of Queen Mia Volkom, and the only survivor of the Volkom massacre, along with her.»
«I… what? If this is a joke, it's gone on long enough! And you, Mom — what kind of trick did you use? Yeah, I get it… it was you, John, who cast that spell, and my mother put on that whole act to make it seem like it was her? And then… what the hell are you doing here, Veronica? I… I don't understand anything anymore…»
I collapse to my knees, my mind completely shattered.
«I imagined that after all this you'd be ready to learn the truth, Jacey, but it seems we rushed things a bit…» Veronica murmurs, shaking her head.
