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We hear a commotion as we make our way to the courtyard. The place is already full, and I see Adonis kneeling in the center.
Christos and I head to Clio and Valerio, and we stand next to them. Valerio hands me the baby he had in his arms and he and Christos head down to the center to begin. I look at Clio to find her staring unblinkingly at Adonis, her aura radiating fire. She’s clutching the baby to her chest and doesn’t even seem to breathe.
I suppose I wouldn’t be breathing either if I had seen everything she had. I can’t believe that the witch even stole her baby. My mind trails back to the wizard again, and I still can’t believe he killed himself, but I’m glad. I was worried there for a second about him, as I had heard tales about his power. I’m glad
