“You’re not just any witch,” he murmurs.
“No,” she replies, eyes glowing with forgotten magic. “I’m the last one they should have challenged.”
“We made it,” she whispers, her hand instinctively going to her still-flat stomach. The baby—their impossible, creature-bridging child—is safe. For now.
“You’re not just any witch,” he murmurs.
“No,” she replies, eyes glowing with forgotten magic. “I’m the last one they should have challenged.”
“We made it,” she whispers, her hand instinctively going to her still-flat stomach. The baby—their impossible, creature-bridging child—is safe. For now.