The day after my conversation with Cerise, I woke up and heard someone at the door. I opened it hesitantly, surprised to see Alison outside.
"Ali? Are you okay?"
She frowned. "I got a message from A."
I frowned. "What did it say?"
Ali sighed. "Not much. Just… hear me roar."
I blinked. "Hear me roar?" I knew those words. And then something occurred to me. I rushed inside and grabbed the remote.
Alison frowned as she followed me. "Spence? Are you okay?"
I sighed, turning on an episode of Game Of Thrones. "Just… I need to listen."
Before long, Cersei Lannister came onto the screen. I watched her closely. And when she spoke, Ali's eyes widened.
"Spencer, she sounds just like…"
"Cerise?" I knew I had heard Cerise's voice before. And now I remembered. She sounded just like Cersei. I could almost believe they were the same person. But that couldn't be. Westeros didn't exist. Did it?
Ali nodded. "Who is she?"
I sighed. She wasn't nearly as big a fan as I was. "That's Cersei Lannister. One of the most dangerous people in the Seven Kingdoms."
Alison nodded. "Do you think she's here?"
I sighed. "Westeros isn't even supposed to exist. But I guess… maybe there are portals to other worlds?"
She nodded. "We have to tell the others. If she's as dangerous as you say, we might need to find a way to get there and find out why she's here."
I frowned. "Maybe. But Cerise could be someone else. It might explain why she wouldn't take off her hood."