JASMINE
Mages?
“Just like…witches?” I ask as they approach us, something in me compels me to inch closer to Alec.
“Not technically, they can just use or control magic.” He replies flatly and acknowledges them with a nod. “How did you find us?”
One of them chuckles, the cloaks still concealing their faces expertly, “I thought you’d start with a thank you, dear.” A rough, yet feminine voice states.
Startled, I glance at Alec in shock when they finally reveal their faces. They aren’t typically the horrific beasts my mind had conjured them to be, but they aren’t so attractive to look at either. A man and a woman that can pass for twins, with wrinkles around their deep-sunken eyes. The man possesses a scar along his face that he caresses from time to time with his dirty fingers. But
