Fifty-nine:
The High Priestess
I had been kicked out of my own tent. I had fought for that tent. As a young girl, I’d been orphaned when my mother and father had been killed by the Hunters. They were burned at the stake. I was taken under the wing of my High Priestess, Cora. She taught me everything about magic and I worked my way up the ranks until, finally, I became The High Priestess of my own coven.
I had offered sanctuary to Crimson Ashland. I was glad to have done it. I had had visions of the girl since she had been born, and I had been worried for her safety from the moment that she was brought back to Castle Lupine. I knew she was connected to Zaan Pulfer too, the boy who was part Hunter and part witch. I believed that they were soulmates and I thought
