I gave him a beaming smile. We then settled into silence. I turned towards Harry. He looked deep in thought before he realized I was looking at him. He pulled out the orb. The shimmering dim blue that swirled in the center reminded me far too much of when Merlin first made that room. A system to store prophecies. I despised the idea, messing with fate was never a good idea. No matter how curious I was about mine in my first life, I’d wish I didn’t know it. In the end, it was worthless to know. They come true no matter what. Merlin truly thought he could outwit fate. Instead, it only delayed the inevitable. 