Chapter 88: Reinhard Archduke
-Andre- My head was still whirling with all the information Wilhelmina supplied about herself and her family… My family. It seemed real. Above all, my Lycan tells me… Goddess! My Lycan is talking to me. He is forming words in my head, trying to communicate with me. And if that wasn’t shocking enough, we are told we were missing for months, not days as we thought. Wilhelmina threw handful after handful of sand from a gray sack at a stone fire pit dug placed in the middle of a large saloon. We sat and watched. Each time, the magical sand -instead of extinguishing the fire- ignited a large flame in the stone pit and showed us as if a recording were played. “A witch’s fire pit… If I didn’t believe the White Witch was involved before, I believe it now.” Blanche said, squeezing my fin
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