"I cannot categorically say yes, young man, but I will try. Much will depend on how many hands these have passed through since they were - removed. Each touch by another will dilute Alise's personal energies - to what extent, I cannot say.
Lady Pandora, I will require a separate room, one as far away from others as possible, and as quiet at may be possible. And you, my young friend," I say, turning back to Bloodstone. "I hesitate to ask this of you, but will you work with me? It may be that the impressions you receive will be stronger in a chamber saturated with magic, and your affinity with Alise may strengthen my own working."
There is a dark fire in Bloodstone's eyes. His thoughts seek Alise. Her mind is quiet, meaning she is in a drugged state again. Jean-Marc left us a gift, mon Alli. He sent us... what he took from you. We are going to use it to find you. I WILL find you. Je'taime, mon Alli, je'taime...
"Just tell me what to do, Sir."
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