Rina’s POV
Ravina and I were on the patio, chattering away. We were still over the moon following our recent victory at the tea party. However, Ravina didn't seem quite as enthusiastic as I had expected. It was our first time dealing with a hybrid witch and getting the results we wanted; I thought she would be celebrating.
“You don’t seem very happy, Lady Ravina,” I said, setting my wine glass down on the table. “What’s the problem?”
“Of course I’m happy,” she said, though her smile was clearly feigned.
“No, you aren’t.” I leaned to the edge of my seat. “Are you worried that Lysander might be disappointed?”
Ravina looked at me without a word, and I knew I had hit the mark.
“You are his mother,” I reassured her. “I’m sure he understands that you are doing this for his own good. The wo
