"I just finished talking to Ena," Anna began settling down on the living room couch beside Abigail. She looked over at the Mother witch who was nose deep in a book.

"And?" Abigail replied glancing up from the black spellbook she was reading, hoping for the best news but her magi already warned her to not be hopeful.

Anna sighed pushing a strand of her chestnut hair behind her ear, "The Rebellion is becoming worse.”

“See, this is why when we first came into this world, I specifically asked Ena to cover up his aura, now too many people know about Azian" Abigail replied feeling like what seemed a migraine...