Anastasia’s POV
Being home was overwhelming. Over the years, she collected cob webs, but she was still just as beautiful as I left her. Dominiko was still speaking with high priestess Sage, so that gave me time to tidy up. I looked around and immediately got to work.
I raised my hands slightly and flicked my wrists, like I was dismissing an imaginary guest. The emerald glow of my magic gently cleared any dust bunnies and spider homes that took residency in my absence.
I thought to create an extra room, but realistically, that would take too long to do. I chose a huge weeping willow to build my house inside and it was already hard enough to maneuver through and around it to create it in the first place. It took me nearly a year to make her how she was now, and to be honest, I loved my on
