Celeste Grant murmured to herself.
"Seeing our son lying in a coffin the moment this Mysterious Ancient Mirror turned on really gave me a scare. But it's fine as long as he's okay." As she spoke, her gaze remained fixed on the Mysterious Ancient Mirror in her hand.
The scene in the Ancient Mirror was still set deep underground, in that Underpalace. Her son remained motionless inside the Ice Coffin.
The Ice Coffin was suspended in midair, bound by Cold Ice Chains. The other ends of those chains were firmly welded to the surrounding walls. The sight alone was quite eerie.
Celeste Grant frowned slightly as she watched the scene unfolding in the Ancient Mirror.
She poked Javier Sinclair's arm with one hand and looked at him in confusion.
"Javier, what's going on with our son? He looks like he's fallen into a deep slumber. Most importantly, how did he even get to a place like this?"
