Chapter 26: Delicious Looking Brain
"Tonight’s third item," the host said. "Is an emerald necklace believed to have belonged to Princess Miraval of the Western Highlands."
Matthew flipped through his brochure, pretending to look interested. The name didn’t ring any bells.
"She was kidnapped during the coastal invasions over two hundred years ago," the host continued. "The necklace was recovered last year in the ruins of an old port city, sealed inside a rusted iron chest buried beneath a collapsed well."
Polite applause echoed throughout the room as two staff members approached the center of the stage. One of them held up the necklace under a focused beam of light. The emeralds gleamed in their polished casing, the gold work still intact despite the age.
Matthew leaned back slightly.
His attention wasn’t on the necklace.
It was on the figure sitting beside him.
At first, he thought one of the veiled women had returned. But no, she wasn’t wearing anything close to what the staff wore.
The woman sitting next to him had translucent skin.
She turned her head toward him. "You can see me, can’t you?"
Matthew stiffened.