CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR: THE VISCHER FAMILY (II)

Evanora still remembers that day like it was yesterday. Her mother had sent for her, and despite everyone’s misgivings, she was allowed to see her mother. The stench of death had slowly pervaded the air for weeks prior to that day, and anyone with as much as an ounce of magic in them could tell that someone had either died or was in the process of dying.

“Princess Evanora, how nice of you to finally grace me with your presence. Did the stench of death make you have a change of heart?”

Evanora remained silent, knowing better then to talk. She wished she could tell her that it wasn’t her fault, that she was banned from ever stepping foot in the room where her dying mother lay. Evanora did not dare visit, not because she did not want to, but because she could not.

Her brother and sister had set up guards in the room Klara lay to protect her. Under this guise, they were able to spell the room to inhibit her entry. If she so much as set a foot