“Sabrina isn’t the smartest person,” Lucas said quietly, leaning against a bookshelf in the royal library, “but she can be the corniest. If we’re right and she’s really behind everything that just happened, she must have found a way to communicate with the enemy without us knowing. We have to figure out how. Do you think there’s any type of magic that could bridge our security and anti-magic protections?”
The gray witch sisters exchanged a long look. After a moment of careful thought, they nodded in unison. Glarinda spoke first, her voice soft but certain. “Only a very powerful witch or wizard could cast a spell strong enough to overpower the combined magic of an elder from the white coven and an elder from the gray coven.”
“You mean someone more powerful than Seraphine and Elara?” Lucas
