“Cressida Roseblood is alive …” Seraphine’s eyes narrowed. “… and has somehow gained a witch army.” “That’s not Cressida.” Rune corrected her. “That’s my friend Verity.” Rune had met Cressida. Verity and the youngest witch queen looked nothing alike. “I assure you,” said Seraphine, “that girl is a Roseblood. She’s simply altered her appearance.”

