Chapter Twelve
Brea
“Knock, knock.” Cait stuck her head into Brea’s room just after breakfast.
“Come in, Cait.” Brea flashed a smile at the young maid. After working with her closely over the past few weeks, Brea found she had a real soft spot for the pleasant girl. She was always happy and cheerful, despite her role as a servant to the demanding queen. Cait found the good in everything.
“I brought you something, your Highness.” Cait bobbed a curtsey and handed Brea a thick leather-bound book. “It’s a book of spells. I found it for you in the palace library.”
“This is perfect, Cait, thank you.” Brea flipped through the delicate pages of the old textbook. It was exactly what she’d been looking for.
“It has three sections.” Cait leaned over her shoulder. “You should stick to the first
