“Well, luckily for both of us, that isn’t the case.” I nodded at the tome. “Do you feel ready to perform the spell that’ll tie the two of us together? I imagine it isn’t usually meant for one witch on her own.” I didn’t doubt Celeste’s ability, but if it was a spell meant for several people, it was out of her hands. Never mind my suspicions that witches were supposed to perform this spell on the Lunar Lord and his Lunar Bride—the Lunar Bride shouldn’t cast it herself. I didn’t want Celeste to try if it ended up killing her.
Celeste sighed. “I do and I don’t,” she said, flipping the book back open. But instead of looking down at the pages, she looked at me. “I had a dream last night. About the eclipse, and my mother. My birth mother, I mean. Enora. I think I’m missing a clue here, and I ju
