I stared at Sara wondering if it was really her or if it was all my dream. I couldn’t convince myself it wasn’t a dream because I knew how it felt to have someone in my dream who wasn’t a part of my mind. Because of Satan, I knew how a visitor in my dream felt. It was different.
Satan was welcomed into my mind but Sara used magic to infiltrate it.
“What are you doing in my head?” I asked.
“What your father taught me to do.” She took a few steps forward, past me.
“Tobias didn’t teach you magic, he had nothing to do with your development other than King Salice using his research.”
Sara chuckled and turned to face me. “I don’t think he told you the full story. We only met a few times over the years but the second to last time we met before I killed King Salice he demonstrated magic to m
