Chapter Twenty–Three
KATE SAT AND Watched her aunt grow paler with every passing mile. Watched the strongest, fiercest woman she’d ever known tremble. Watched as emotions grew and faded unheeded on her aunt’s normally stoic face.
And it was her fault. If she’d been as strong as Sir Arthur had thought her, as both her aunt and uncle had believed her to be, she would have been able to defeat that man, the r****t. But she hadn’t been. She hadn’t been strong enough.
She had finally had the opportunity to fix something and she’d failed. Her one opportunity to prove… Perhaps she wasn’t capable of doing anything more, of being anything more than a glorified nanny—one who could teach magic to others because she wasn’t truly capable of doing any herself.
But that was not true. She could do magi
