Octavia POV

It was the next day, and we were around 4 in the morning. Asher and I are about to visit my old friend. Her name is Misha, and she is a witch. She is ancient, and she no longer stays in sight. I don't know how easy it will be to see her, but I will find her. Misha knows everything, and she sees everything, and I know she knows I am coming, but she will not make me find her easily. That is just how she is.

"So this friend of yours, how did you know her?" he asked. We were walking in the woods. Everywhere was...