I thought it was just a necklace.” “It is a cloaker.” I shake my head in frustration. “I don’t know what that is.” “A powerful charm that can keep you hidden. Hidden from anyone you choose. How else do you think I could stand here among all these magicals and not be seen?” “I saw you.” “Yes, strange that.” He tilts his head, examining me. “How do you think your aunt kept you so well hidden from the magicals all those years?”
