Domitia exhaled shakily. “See? It can be done.”
“Very impressive,” Lucia said, even though a prickly impatience had now taken seed beneath her skin.
The witch nodded to acknowledge the magnitude of what she’d done. “It’s your turn, princess.”
Lucia’s gaze lingered on the unlit candles. “Do you know anything about prophecies, Domitia?”
“Prophecies, your grace?”
“Those pertaining to elementia.”
Domitia pursed her lips as her expression grew thoughtful. “Of course, there
are many rumors of such things. It’s difficult to piece together what is real from what is false.”
Lucia had to determine if this woman was of any true worth to her. Alexius was gone, and while she hoped he would soon visit her dreams as he’d promised, she had to look for other answers. She required a skilled guide wi
