BLAIR’S POV.
"Are you ready?" Naomi called out as she burst into my bedroom.
"I'm almost done," I replied, adjusting my jewelry. My sister had brought new clothes for me earlier. It was a green emerald robe with silver embroidery. Naomi mentioned that it was handcrafted and made from the finest silk. I took one last look at myself in the mirror before stepping out of my room to meet my sister.
"How do I look?" I said, spinning around in my new dress.
She smiled sweetly at me. "It’s beautiful. You look just like a princess."
I smiled back. "Why wouldn't I? After all, I’m a witch princess."
Naomi laughed. "Of course you are."
"Let's get going before Madame Claude has our heads on a silver platter," she urged me to hurry.
We arrived at a small hut that appeared to have sprung from th
