Chapter ElevenThe woman who sat at the magnificent desk opposite me was just as beautiful, if not even more beautiful than Merrin. Her long, flowing black hair cascaded down over her shoulders as she rested her elbows upon the surface of the desk amongst piles of paper and books.
When her eyes met mine, they seemed to emanate a strong power that drew me in and guided me into the armchair before her.
Merrin did not enter the room. Instead, the door swung closed of its own accord, blocking her from following me. Yet somehow, I did not feel trapped. The warm scent of burning lavender eased my nerves, and I almost felt as though the smoke itself was caressing my skin as I leaned back in the chair.
“I am Grand Priestess Celestria.” The woman announced.
The name definitely suited her. Everyt
