Something didn’t feel right about the time it has taken for the witches to attack. I’ve kept my senses sharpened on the portal, waiting for the moment when the witch or multiple witches come through, but so far, nothing.
It’s not sitting well with me. I’m here, and there’s a reason I’m here. They wouldn’t have put the portal beside the hatching grounds if they weren’t planning to steal the eggs, so why wait?
‘I want Ajax to take us to the place where the others felt the magic and couldn’t find the witches. I would fly us, but I’m not sure you’re ready for that yet,’ I tell Emmi. I wish I could fly. I want to so desperately, but I know it would disappoint Ajax if I pushed Emmi too hard, too fast.
‘I’m not sure we want anyone to see you yet,’ she says, but I can feel how terrified she is
