WITH BLAKE GONE, Circe felt as if all her fears had just been realized! He might not have been killed just yet, but he may just as well have been. All she kept thinking about was the prophecy, as everyone around her tried to tell her that they were going to find him and bring him back safely.
“If the people who can see into the damn future couldn’t see this coming …” Her voice started off softly. “HOW THE HELL can you tell me you will bring him back safely?!” Circe shouted at the creator. She didn’t care who he was. She didn’t care who any of them thought they were. Blake was taken while they pretended they could keep all of them safe! Her fury forced the creator to take a step back. What could they tell her that would make it better? Nothing. Circe was right. They had failed to protect B
