The soldiers stole Merissa's beloved child and locked him away in a prison cell. What if the poor thing was scared and trembling in the dark, crying for his mommy? What if the guards were whipping him? What kind of mother fails to protect her own child? The sorceress slipped silently into the tower where they were keeping her child, purging the negative thoughts from her mind. She would right this wrong. She would rescue her baby no matter the cost.