A Week Later
Rosalia’s POV:
As the next week drew on, I hid my curse from the others, writing off my lack of enthusiasm for doing what I’d done before as tiredness and stress. Ash tried in vain to tempt me out, but for the first few days, I was too afraid of what would happen to me due to the nullification of my powers by Morgan following the inscribing of the triskelion hex mark on my inner right forearm. However, eventually, my morose attitude causes him to drag me outside, and I frown, protesting.
“What’s up with you?” He asks as soon as we’re out of earshot of the others. Looking back at the window, where I can see the others still poring over spellbooks and ancient texts that they were looking at to see if they could uncover what I am. Between his tone and expression, the concern s
