Nikolai's PovI sat still, in the darkness of my study. The room was illuminated by a few candlelights. I pictured the moment Alexei handed me those drawings, I had sensed the gravity of what she had seen.I sat down with the papers spread across my desk, each line, curve, and symbol drawn with unsettling precision. But it was the final drawing, the one with the ancient Greek symbol, that stole my attention. The circular seal with its serpent-twined pillars and the crescent moon embedded within struck a chord deep in my memory.My heart sank.I ran my thumb along the edge of the page, trying to slow the rush of thoughts racing through my head. The symbol was old, far older than most were aware. It was tied to a forgotten sect of witches, exiled from the Council centuries ago. I had only ever seen it once, in Lily's grimoires. The mark was etched into the spine of her oldest tome, a book she kept locked away.I knew I had to be honest, but how much
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