“Master please let us go, we have done nothing to harm you, nothing to deserve your wrath.” whispered Blanche, her fear clearly visible in her face, her pleads for mercy weak and tired; as though she hadn’t slept in days.
But I knew that such pleading and begging would not work, not here away from Silas, and if he didn’t have a reason to keep us alive, we wouldn’t have woken up. He needed us for something, or someone; but who and what I didn’t know. I couldn’t enter the warlocks mind when I tried, my ability unable to cooperate with me, my weakened state unsure and fragile. What could he possibly need from us? He was already so powerful, so much so that the prince couldn’t kill him, only exile him to another land.
“Silence witch!” He bellowed at his former student, slapping her across th
