As Kyra watched Saffron standing smugly before her, countless emotions turmoiled within her with a range from sheer rage to gross disappointment. "You traitor," she gritted out, finally settling for rage. "How could you betray me after I trusted you like a friend?"
"I'm sorry if you saw what I did as a betrayal, my lady," Saffron replied, almost looking genuinely apologetic if not that if she still had the set face of a woman who wanted to kill the Soul of magic. "But I answered to a higher calling, just like you did when you first appeared."
"You know what, Saffron, I don't care for the reasons behind your actions," Kyra said and began to walk in a circle just as the High witch started one. "All I want is for you to give me back my power. Now!"
"And what makes you think that I have it?
