Or maybe my mind was just concocting several things about King Arthur. Damnit!
I could sense that Ken was a very powerful witch. Not quite as much as Selene or even Anna, but she was getting there. Lily wasn’t as strong as a Petrova, but she was as close a witch her age could get. They’d both only get more powerful with time and practice.
“Kenna, there is no reason to act embarrassed. Embrace your power, don’t be ashamed of it,” Selene lightly scolded when Kenna blushed, seeming uncomfortable with the compliments. “It’s a gift, not a burden.”
“Yes, Selene,” she repeated her earlier words, still blushing, her eyes cast down. Selene, surprisingly, let it go.
“So, did you girls enjoy your first night in the castle?” Selene asked, her gaze sweeping over Lily and me, a knowing glint in her
