Aerona looked up at her and though seeing her for the first time, she could see the close resemblance she had with Zayn.
The two shared a lot in common, but not the same aura.
She wondered why, out of all the places she chose to stand in front of her, she felt uneasy about it even though this was the woman who had saved her life a couple of weeks back.
In a way owed her just like she was owing Kyra for her life and like it was with the Witches they paid back their dues, both good and bad.
There was something about her, she couldn't quite unravel, as she listened to the words flow linguistically without borders from her lips, taking over every bit of her mind.
She was so distracted by the way the woman spoke, the authority she spoke with that was not imposed until she forgot to pay att
