"Auntie!" Charlotte rushed to her side. "What's wrong? What happened?"
The others gathered around, their concern mounting.
"Are you okay, Big Sis?" Yelena demanded. "Why did you collapse like that?"
"Please, tell us what's happening." Fauna urged.
The Maiden of Fate looked utterly hopeless. Her eyes were filled with tears, her face a mask of anguish. She looked like she had lost her soul.
And then she spoke.
"Mika..."
The word was barely a whisper.
Yelena's blood ran cold. "What about Mika?"
"Mika...Mika....Mika."
Tears began to stream down the Maiden of Fate's face. Her beautiful features contorted with a rage so pure, so overwhelming, that it seemed to fill the entire room.
"How could they do that to him?"
She whispered. Then, louder:
"HOW COULD THEY DO THAT TO MY BABY BOY!?"
She began slamming her fists against the floor, her composure shattering completely.
"MY BABY BOY—HOW MUCH SUFFERING HAVE YOU GONE THROUGH? HOW COULD YOU LIVE THROUGH THAT!?"
