GIADA
I can barely lift my eyes, forget about my body. I use my magic to try and figure out who or what is causing the white light. The power flowing is immense. It’s stronger than anything I ever felt before, even more powerful than Katya.
Someone rests their hand on my shoulder, and I jump at the unexpected contact. I didn’t sense anyone other than Sebastian and Sir Janek close to me. Blinking several times, I can make out the bottom of a silver gown, shimmering in the light in front of me.
“Stand up, my dear,” a feminine voice says. Surprisingly, I can lift my head.
The woman wearing the gown crouches down a bit and reaches out her hand to help me up. Stupefied, I stare at her elegant ebony fingers clasped around mine, and then her face. Liquid silver eyes like Knox has stare back
