VIDA’S POV
Why on earth is she here? She was the one that wanted me thrown in here, so what is her game? I don’t know which Elder she is, let alone what she has to gain by having me framed and thrown in jail.
Thoughts ran rampant through my mind as the woman who was the instigator of this fiasco sauntered down the walkway to my cell. She stopped and grinned at me.
“Well dear, it’s nice to meet you in person finally,” the woman said; there was something about her that felt oddly familiar, but I just could not put my finger on what it was.
“Who are you, and how do you know me?” I asked the woman. She was tall and thin with jet-black eyes and hair. I could feel the power coming from her, and I was very glad she wouldn’t be able to sense much from me.
“Oh, I’m sorry how very rude of me; I
