Grace smirked. "I suppose so." The witch assessed Evelyn thoughtfully. "And who is your companion?"
With a sigh Vincent introduced them. "Grace this is Evelyn."
Grace's eyes widened. "You found her?"
Vincent glanced at Evelyn with a confused frown. "What?"
"The alchemist," Grace breathed. "The one I told you ta seek. She cured you of the shadowlock."
Vincent felt as if he'd been punched in the gut. For a moment his world tilted. When Grace had discovered his pact with Gabriel the witch had near begged him to seek out a talented alchemist, the only one who could cure him of the Legions poison. It had never occurred to him that the alchemist and Evelyn were one and the same.
How could he be so blind? The mystic Levina had said so herself, Eve was the most gifted in all in the realms.
