Darian
“You seem to be well informed, Darian.”
“It’s King Darian,” I tell her coolly. “And I know a lot more than that. I also happen to know your kind framed the dark witches out of greed.”
Serena laughs lightly. “Is this what you’ve been doing all these years? Trying to dig into the past?” Her laughter fades. “It doesn’t matter. The truth is that the white witches are now far more powerful than you could ever imagine. There was indeed a time when our kind was very weak, relying only on our ability to provide excellent healing magic to give us some level of importance. Times have changed, young king. It is our time now. And unlike the Wolf Kingdom, we don’t plan to rule from the shadows.”
“Rule?” I sneer at her. “The white witches sure have grown ambitious. You are healers, nothing mo
