CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO.IVY’S POVThe Seer’s chamber was beginning to take shape, after I mentioned my name. She blew incense, sprinkled some weird potion around, which obviously upsetted Aiden from the countenance on his face but I didn't care. The overall energy was different now, I understood why people crossed dangerous woods and abandoned kingdoms just to seek her guidance.The Seer did not use crystals or cards like I had seen others use. Instead, she reached across the stone slab, her warm, scarred fingers hovering just millimeters above my bare wrists. She nodded once before extending her hand toward me.“Give me your wrist.”I hesitated only briefly before obeying. The moment her fingers wrapped around my wrist, a strange sensation crawled beneath my skin. Cold slid down my spine, no form of pain. Her silver eyes rolled back slightly, and she began to chant in a low, incoherent dialect that made the roof above our heads shake in response.Her eyes closed slowly, and I closed mine
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