Eira sat in a pentagon that she had created for her spell. She placed the black and white candles on the star’s pointed ends and with the snap of her fingers and simple word, all of the candles caught on flames.
“What are you doing?” Eydis asked, coming into the room.
Eira snapped the candles off and sighed.
“I’m trying to create a protection spell for Brynjar.” Eira told her. “I want him to be safe when he goes on his raid in a couple of weeks.”
Eydis walked up to Eira, her hands clapped together.
“Actually, there was a change of plans.” Eydis said.
“What do you mean?”
“We’re raiding the area this evening.”
Eira jumped up, her heart breaking from the news.
“Why?” She asked. “What happened?”
“When Dusty found
