Misa didn't need to turn around to know who had entered her room. She continued to stare at the fire, her shoulders heavy with what had happened tonight. Royle had asked her what she was hiding. Misa didn't think she was being so obvious.
"The treaty is in a few days," Nisha said from the shadows. Misa shivered despite the warmth blazing in front of her. It was a reminder she didn't need. She could still see Kairin's finger peeking through yellowed wraps.
Misa had lost a battle in the witches' meet. In her heated state, she had let Nisha know exactly how far she would go to keep Royle safe. Her attempt to warn off the witches had only given Nisha a winning hand to deal. There was no getting out of it. Nisha had Royle trapped with her curse, and if Misa wasn't careful, he would lose more
