"This is the bracelet?" I asked as I turned the delicate piece over in my fingers.
Viessa gave me a gentle smile.
"Yes," she said softly. "This is the one I gave to my little brother. I made it myself."
It was identical to the one wrapped around my own wrist — same elegant braiding, same silver gleam — yet something was missing. Something crucial.
The crystal.
The one that had transported us to the past.
I stared at Viessa's bracelet, my heart sinking as realization dawned. There was no white crystal embedded in it like I had. No faint glow, no pulse of otherworldly power. Just... a bracelet.
What does this mean?
Without the crystal, how were we supposed to return to the present?
Were we... stuck here?
Viessa tilted her head slightly, still watching me.
