Twenty-six:
Ellery Corbin
A ritual.
Ellery had heard so many strange things that being told that she was going to participate in a magical ritual should have sent her running. Except, she had a feeling that if she ran, Landry would come after her. “Wait, am I going to be unconscious for this?” Ellery said. “How does that work? Will it make me do things or something?”
Larissa shook her head. “It’s nothing like that. We’ve just got to figure out if Illarion did anything to you. But I wouldn’t worry about him, to be honest.”
Landry raised an eyebrow. “I thought Illarion freaked you out.”
The young witch sighed. “He’s a vampire. All vampires are freaky. But, we’ll um, we’ll manage to find out if he’s cursed you, or whatever.”
Ellery coughed. “Okay, so you don’t think the vampire
