Chapter 3

The Vault of Echoes was hidden deep within the underground palace.

It was a stone chamber, packed to the brim with all sorts of things.

There were rusty daggers, faded dresses, bamboo slips covered in strange symbols, and a tiny, shattered mirror.

I picked up the mirror. On the back was a poem engraved in a foreign language from my own world.

My hand shook, and the mirror slipped from my hand, falling to the floor.

"Be careful," Alexander called from the doorway. "That belongs to Transmigrator Three.

"Before she died, she kept talking to this mirror, in words I…