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Chapter Eleven

Brenna sat at the long table in the Great Hall, not certain what to do with herself. She had been strongly tempted to permit Cameron to stake a claim, but without telling him the truth, how could she allow it in good conscience? Telling him she still had her power might lead to her banishment or worse. It was a difficult situation, and though she hated the deception, she couldn’t see a way out of it now.

“I can hear you thinking so loudly I could not sleep, sister,” said Lianne as she approached the table, taking a seat on the bench beside Brenna. She put an arm around her waist in a comforting fashion.

Though Brenna hadn’t seen Lianne in eleven years until her arrival at Balfour land, the embrace was comfortable and familiar, and she hugged her sister by putting an arm around her waist too. “Can you really hear my thoughts?”

“Not entirely, but I can sense how you are feeling, and I can get glimpses of what you’re seeing sometimes.”

She frowned. “You see my visions?”

Li