The whole weekend, I spent my time with Amelia and Leah, talking about the witches. There were covens of witches all over the world, some practised different magics and different religions, but they all apparently believed in their monarch, specifically their Queen. Reese was still with Esme, obviously avoiding Rowan and Evie.
"Mavis said she would be arriving soon." Amelia said as she faced Leah.
"Who's that?" I asked curiously.
"One of the witches that helped me take care of things when you were younger." Leah explained. I nodded, when I was younger. Meaning, when I didn't know. I quickly shook my head, getting rid of the thoughts. They had a reason to send me off for 10 years, without even telling me that I was a witch. Right?
"She's also my grandmother." Amelia said, scowling a l
