"And what happens to me? I'll call your bluff on this being the Otherworld. I can't be in the Otherworld because I'm not dead."

"I'm the custodian-in-training of the Otherworld," Jamison said. "I have the power to keep you here indefinitely. But that would be a drain on my resources and I don't have time to babysit, so I'm handling you over to someone infinitely more powerful than me."

A light brighter than all the torches briefly filled the room. Ana turned around to observe a beautiful woman descending a staircase. The woman wore an elegant yellow gown exactly the same shimmering light textures as Kee Kee's ribbon. She turned her gaze, sparkling with life, from Ana to Jamison.

"Lady Twelve," Jamison said. "Queen of Roses, purveyor of fine...

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