AMELIA’S POV
Three days. That was all it took to send Victoria over the edge. Exactly within the timeline we had hoped for.
We had people monitoring Victoria’s movements closely, even inside her room, knowing that that was where she was most likely to let her guard down. Mom had personally cloaked our surveillance equipment, and being the oldest and strongest witch out there it wouldn’t be possible for anyone to detect them. Least of all Victoria’s little companion who had been too smug thinking we knew nothing about her.
Of course, Victoria didn’t immediately start discussing things in her room. No, she was too cautious for that. It was only after two whole days, during which her witch had tried every spell she could think of to check the room—finding nothing, of course—that Victo
