ERIK
Morgana took a deep breath, looking me right in the eye.
"Are you certain?" she then asked. "Are you absolutely certain?"
I nodded, "Totally."
The witch swallowed - I had never seen her so stressed, so worried, and it surely didn't help my own anxiety. If Morgana, one of the most powerful witches in the world, the one who had defeated the Dark Sisters, the probable future queen of the witches, was scared... Goddess, help us all.
"Get dressed," she then said. "I'll leave a portal open for you, directed onto the palace living room ..."
"No, stop," I interrupted her, understanding full well where she was going with this. "I have no intention of involving the rest of the family."
"It can't be done otherwise, Erik," she insisted. The look in her eyes softened, and she took my
