Inside the realm Alex made
"So you're telling me," her mother said softly, "that you're friends with someone this powerful?"
"Yes, mother," Elizabeth replied. Her voice was tired but warm. "I never thought I'd see you again. I thought he would only bring back father."
She leaned closer, resting her head against her mother's chest, holding on like she was afraid the moment would vanish if she let go. Hours of tears had passed already, but the ache was still there, dull and heavy.
Her mother wrapped her arms around her, slow and careful, like she was holding something fragile that had already broken once.
"He must be a kind man," her mother said after a while. "To bring someone back from the dead… that's not something you do lightly. It carries consequences. Heavy ones. For him to do it without hesitation…" She paused. "He must either be very kind… or very powerful."
Elizabeth smiled faintly. "Or both."
