“My House was framed for allying with witch covens, Dinah.” I still, all thoughts evaporating from my mind. A family a witch hunters, framed for allying with witches? “That makes no sense.” I blurt out “Who would believe that?” He lets out a long breath, looking at the fire crackling in the heart

“Shouldn’t you sleep, My Lady?” Zen asks me “It’s going to be a long day tomorrow.” I shake my head “It’s necessary to know for sure what I can and can’t read. Since no one here knows what to do, there must be some research going on? Some library with records of curses?” Zen nods at that, “There m

Don’t think about it. Don’t. Don’t. I snap out of my thoughts when Zen makes his way over to me. Contrary to my expectations, he doesn’t stop by the couch, or even at the distance he usually keeps. I stumble back slightly when Zen moves forward, closing the space between us. The intensity of his g

“I used to have some affinity, but it’s gone now.” He says evenly “How does that happen?” “By very rare events.” He says, and I get the hint that he doesn’t want to tell me “Worry not, though. The universe is always in balance. When you lose something, you gain something too.” The universe is alw

My own reflection catches my eyes in the mirror wall of the baths, the silver eyes that have received so much scorn staring back at me impassively. To think I’d return to the palace as a guest, dressed in their clothes and eating their foods. I can’t even count how many people must be seething with