I awoke to fire on my head and a bitter mouth. For the first time in over forty-eight hours, I could sit upright. The first thing I noticed was the lack of fog in the room. Then my stomach growled. I felt light as a feather as I stood.
Someone cleaned the room, taking out the cauldron and fire that Lisa stoked for the last four days. I remembered Lisa and my empty stomach turned.
Calla could have Mikhail. They matched each other in cruelty. How could she do that to Lisa? I hated the other witch but Calla admitted she was her companion. Who did something so sinister to their companion?
I stretched out the kinks in my body, wincing as my bones cracked loud. I felt exactly as I did before coming here so I hoped Calla’s experiment failed.
A hand closed over my face as I stretched. Rather
