"Silver, I'm scared." Callan whispered wrapping her arms around her sister once more afraid to let go of her. "I-I have to tell Carver somehow. And mom.. Mom is going to kill me." She said suddenly feeling sick again.

Zale walked over and placed his hand on Silver's shoulder, "Callan, I don't know you very well, but if you ever need anything you can write to me and my mother. We'll be more than willing to help."

Callan lifted her tear filled eyes, "Thank you." She whispered as she pulled away, "Cade?" Callan called for her mentor.

"Already trying to get him on the phone, Cal." Cadence said from the drawing room. "Hey, don't you worry Cal. The games are over for you, the same thing won't happen to you like it did your mother. Don't worry. Let's just tell Carver first."