“Because most people are not aware the Between even has keepers. Powerful middle worlders have, for centuries now, exploited the Keeper of the Between for their own gains, without caring for the consequences to the middle world. But I fear we will all realize the danger that comes with neglecting the needs of the Between soon.” Mama Magdaline sighs and a sharp scent of green rises in the room. “Once I would have brought along forests with me. Now, I am forced to scavenge for magic in the roots of old trees.”

“The Between is failing?” Eulalie sounds scared.

“Indeed. Were we not talking about the decreasing levels of magic in the natural world last night?” Mama Magdaline sighs again. “I fear that this is the beginning of the end.”

“Can’t you speak to other powerful middle worlders? Have them make laws that protect Taraana? If the Between fails, won’t the middle world end?” Paheli frowns. “Can you not warn the other keepers, the Dar who wants to capture Taraana, of the consequences of his actions?”

“I have tried. But I can only speak to other beings in positions of power if they are willing to listen, child. The recently freed Dar from Uttar Pradesh is only one of your enemies. This won’t sound pleasant, but Baarish is the only active pursuer because he has claimed you.” Mama Magdaline exhales.

“Who are these others, do you know?” Paheli asks.

“Everyone who sits on the Magic Council with Baarish is a potential enemy,” Mama Magdaline replies. “I have seen them, gorged on magic, and full of the arrogance too much power brings, talking and planning.”

“Is there nothing I can do to keep myself safe?” Taraana asks.

Mama Magdaline thinks for a while. “You need to bond to the Between, child. That is when you will truly become the Keeper of the Between and gain the powers of the office. I’m not sure of the specifics, but I know for certain that the Between-bonded keepers don’t lack power.”

“How do I bond to the Between?” Taraana’s question is a little desperate.