Ann blinked at Lexi in confusion.

　　"Wait, I don't understand. What are you saying? Are you related then? And… wait... why would I feel that she's familiar?"

　　Lexi stopped and turned to Ann, sighing slightly.

　　"Because, Papa said that before she died, my mama and yours were good friends. She tried to help her fight against whatever it was that was smothering her soul but… well... you know the rest." Lexi explained seriously, all humor gone from her face as she suddenly seemed almost melancholy, "So it turns out, both of us have been around the type of energy that Aoife carries with her. Papa thinks she's a witch too,...