Lorcan
“This way, Saviour,” Kafele smiled, gesturing towards the wooded area just outside the palace grounds. “It is quite a long walk to the coven your brother is staying in but a beautiful one through our forest.”
I smiled in return, gripping his shoulder to stop him from walking forwards, looking around at the stunning scenery of thick, green woodland, striking flowers and majestic rivers that surrounded us. “There is no need today. Leif can come to us.”
“But how will you get word to him?” Rafandra asked, his face set in his familiar deep frown. I didn’t even think he was really frowning at all. It was just the natural way his face settled. Just like my sister’s.
“I have my ways,” I smirked, turning my back to them slightly and rubbing the black granite stone Leif had clasped to
