The answer she received was the image of a young girl — somewhat younger than Alaria remembered herself — looking back at her with undisguised curiosity. The same pale, almost porcelain skin. The same piercing eyes. And the same raven-black hair, now in complete disarray.

Good thing Axel is married.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт