Chapter Twenty-Six
Meikah followed Livia, trying to stay close to her, but the shapeshifter was a lot faster and had to stop several times for her to catch up. They reached the side of the mansion and Livia stopped at a glassed door, the panes of glass separated by decorative panels of timber. She placed her hands in front of the handle.
Meikah waited for something to happen. Nothing did. “What are you doing?”
“Removing the wards. They’re better than most people have. I bet their daughter created them.”
“Is it true that we’re necromancers? Not just have the skills to become one, but are already necromancers.”
“Depends on how you look at it.”
“Will I become a spirit if I die?”
“Yep.” Livia opened the door. “Might have been tough wards, but they weren’t good enough to keep me out.”
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