The days passed at an alarming rate until Nadaria was staring down the last three days until two important events had to be reconciled.
Would she and Sorin complete the bond?
Would she find the fifth jar? If she didn’t, had she weakened the curse enough to break it?
Everyone was more on edge now, the parties becoming less enthusiastic as the days wore on. She often found Codi in the stables weeping into Lola’s neck. A dark, foreboding feeling settled on them like a heavy wet blanket.
No one could locate the fifth jar. She knew the black toad had hidden it well this time. None of her spells to reveal it had worked, and they had searched every single room in this expansive castle.
Nadaria sat in Sorin’s lap and picked at her breakfast, deep in thought, while he rubbed small circles o
