PRETTY DEVILS
she asked, her voice laced with wonder.
Abigail's lips curled into a soft, enigmatic smile. "It was more of a miracle that I found you," she began, her voice weaving a narrative of fate and destiny. "It was impossible for me to locate you and your brothers because of that cloaking spell. I searched everywhere, consulted all kinds of witches and sorcerers to see if any would be able to find a weak spot in the spell, but there were none. It was completely magic-proof, totally impenetrable, and impossible for me to find you."
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