Chapter 175

Sheila's point of view

I still haven't recovered from the shock from earlier when I was at the Council. The dagger had burned me. But why?

Adie came up with the umpteenth reason why, but none of it made sense why the dagger burnt me. I plopped down on the bed in Killian's chamber. I had left the Council and came back home to prepare for the ritual tonight. Even though deep down, I knew that was just a lie, and I could tell Valerie suspected it. At that time, I just wanted to leave that place.

My eyes shifted to the darkness already lurking outside the window. I should be on my way to the Council now, but all of a sudden, I didn't want to. I didn't understand my sudden fears these days, it was so unlike me, but I had to admit. I felt so frightened deep down, and I had no idea why. I just didn't want to go for the ritual all of a sudden.

Maybe Killian was right. Maybe I needed some rest.

I contemplated going to Lorenzo, but I knew the spell he was working on wouldn't be completed by now