“Cathrona!”
“Yes, the same kingdom your father’s witch came from.”
Adrian knew that Lady Aster was referring to his father’s mistress. All he remembered about her was that she had pale blonde hair, the same shade as Lady Aster’s.
“Does that mean that you are an air witch like Vinessa?”
“Yes, I am.”
The stablehand studied the witch right in front of him. She was a tall woman, and very slim, but she looked like she could fight. Something about her seemed to convey power, not the timidity and girlish glee that she had as Therese.
“Why are you here?
“I am here to stop the binding.”
“Why would you want that? Isn’t that what you Cathrona witches want?”
“Who says all of us wanted that? Some of us want some peace. These evil witches are confirming the idea that we come to do the devi
