I still felt like myself with no symptoms and I had convinced myself that it was possible that Karani was wrong. She’d never done the spell herself so she couldn’t be sure that half-breeds like us would suffer the same symptoms as pure-bred witches.
I was positive that I would be different because I really was different but my victory was short-lived and soon turned sour in my stomach. The next four days would test my endurance and my determination.
On day three, the nettle tea started to break my system down. I woke up with a splitting headache, it was so bad that I couldn’t open my eyes. Water made me nauseous and I felt like throwing up the whole time although I didn’t.
I spent the day in bed and every sound reverberated through my skull, giving me stabbing pains and I flinched at ev
