Sigils of Blood and Shadow
They didn't forget to send me pointless invites, but forgot to mention the one document I should know about, the one they signed with the mystics—without me.
The moment I step into the inner hall, the room quiets like a flame snuffed out. The Elders are seated at the far end of the long table, wine-stained lips and smug little smiles wiped clean as they spot me. “You're here.” Henry, my grand-uncle doesn't bother hiding his displeasure at my presence.
“Welcome, my child,” Another of the elders says, her voice familiar.
No way.
My lips curl into a genuine smile when my eyes land on her—Cilia, my mentor and the head of the Holomirs. Putting aside my anger, I walk over to her, planting a kiss o
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