Everyone was shocked to hear that the High Pristess of the dark witches was the older sister to Stella, the High Priestess of the light witches. After the initial shock, I composed myself and shifted focus back to the topic at hand. Her family history didn't change the fact she was trying to help me. I knew she was genuine and would provide me with some answers.
"So, with the residual dark magic, can you tell how long the attachment has been with me?" I asked Stella.
"Yes I can," she said confidently.
"Stell, you told me you wouldn't tell me more about the prophecy and what you knew until Marcy was present. Can you tell us now?" Jordan asked.
"Yes. I can," she smiled sadly. I knew whatever she had to say wasn't going to be good, but I needed to know what to expect.
"Whatever you kids
