Trinity of Power
That leaves about twenty frightened witches, mostly children and elders, staring wide-eyed at us.
As we begin questioning them, Poppy—one of our trackers—suddenly freezes in shock. She steps forward, her voice trembling. “Gloria?”
A small girl, maybe six years old, turns quickly. Her eyes widen with instant recognition, a relieved smile brightening her face. “Ms. Poppy!” She runs straight into Poppy’s waiting arms.
“Wait…you know her?” I ask, confusion settling heavy in my gut.
Poppy looks up, clearly shaken. “Yes. This is Gloria. She was part of the cultural exchange between High Priestess Bella’s coven and High Priestess Celeste’s.”
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