The thing was, portals weren't supposed to work there. Someone got in the way of their barrier.
"Why did you intervene…?" Elara asked without looking back, voice low and edged with restrained fury. "Are you planning on interfering between mortal problems again…?"
"How harsh of you, Ela," the small boy stood a few feet away from her, the wind drifting his short pure white hair, his twin pupils dark and focused on her. "I expected you to welcome me with open arms and a feast… We haven't seen each other for a few thousand years, no?"
"That intruder…" Elara turned to him, a vein protruding on her forehead, her silver eyes locked on the small boy. "They seemed to have information on Benjamin Mark. I was close…"
"I knew that. But that person was special to Namadris…" He paused, smile softening. "He has lost too many things in his life to lose her too."
Elara squinted. "So it was Silver Shadow after all? And who is this Namadris you speak of?"
