The barrier spell is a spell that requires cleverness and clarity of mind and intention. Like most spells, its effectiveness was reliant on the extent of the abilities of the witch casting it.
I am surprised by how senselessly flawless Grace had cast the spell, and how perfectly she unraveled it. It was like a reminder that my sister had so much potential. If she had been the one who chose black magic, I’m pretty sure she might’ve found a way to fix all of our problems long before they became worse.
But unfortunately, I was the one with the black magic, and like a complete i***t, I had cursed myself while blinded by rage, revenge, and my own foolish hubris.
The barrier spell had been cast right there in my room.
Grace kneeled over the bed, like a chaste
