Evana was revered by the remaining witches, who decided to move the palace to the place Evana died. They built the new palace around the tall tree she had died.
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Back to the present world…
On the large bed, Velicia was crying hard. Tears flowed down her face like waterfalls, soaking the pillow beneath her. The glow of the crystals made those tears glimmer in a beautiful yet heart-wrenching way.
Even in the cold, sweat poured down her body. She was shaking, frowning, and constantly turning her head from side to side in denial.
She clenched and unclenched her fists, needing help.
Velicia’s eyes flew open.
She gasped for air, her chest rising and falling in quick, sharp breaths. She realized she wasn’t in the middle of that heartbreaking scene anymore. She was lying on something sof
