Chapter 1
Alchemy and Arson Excerpt
All twelve members of the Moon Grove Council stared down at me from their high-backed chairs on a raised dais, each of them wearing a serious face — if I said having some of the most powerful witches and warlocks in the world scrutinizing me wasn't nerve-wracking, it would've been the understatement of the century.
“Zoe Clarke, at your request, you’ve come before the eighty-sixth Council of Moon Grove,” Heath Highmore, the Head Warlock, said with a warm smile. His salt and pepper hair glimmered in the sun streaming from the skylights above.
“What is it you'd like to speak to us about?” Heath asked.
I drummed my fingers against the table, unable to find words, which was a rarity. Why couldn't the Council have allowed someone to come up to the stand w
