ARIA
I turn the yellow pages that are only preserved due to magic. Beautiful handwriting, black ink. I open the first page to see who it belonged to and see the name – Isabella Harper. I’ve heard of her a lot while growing up. She is one of my ancestors and a very powerful witch. So powerful that she was mentioned several times during magic history lessons. She died young though, fighting a… demon!
“Oh, my God!” I look at Kieran in shock.
“Goddess,” he corrects me and smiles.
“Do you think that the demon was Khayder?” I look at the pages again.
“I am not 100% sure,” he says, “She never mentions his name.”
“That’s a long shot then,” I sigh.
“But there is a description of him,” my brother smirks, pointing at the red silk book stopper he left for me, “And from what I rem
