"What's going on?" Noah asked as we walked away from our group, and I passed him the letter.
He glanced down and read, "King Derick, I am Kiarna, a witch working with the performance troop. I came in secret under orders from my Supreme, Supreme Zara, of the Raven Coven, to pass on information that you must hear. You need to meet with me, and please don't blow my cover. I still have another witch Supreme to warn, and our troop is going to her coven next.''
''Well, this is interesting,'' Noah handed the note back to me, ''I wonder what she has to tell you. Though word does keep coming in that the witches are building their numbers, and seeking allies.''
''We really don't need another war,'' I exhaled, though strangely, I felt as if I'd been through this before. ''We're still cleaning up f
