SAGE

I stood in the centre of the hut and refused to sit. This was no time for chitchats, the time was long gone for that. I should be in the forbidden library.

"What am I doing here?" I repeated for the third time. My voice scraped out of me thin, stretched tight with irritation.

But it didn't matter. Makeh was just as bland as she had been then.

She acted like she didn't hear it. She just stirred the steaming pot in front of her, the exact same way she had done six years ago, when Diana and I had stumbled into this place half-terrified.

Same hut.

Same wooden...