she reaches out and puts her hand over my heart. “I’m January Violet Carmine.” I arch an eyebrow. “And that’s supposed to give you permission to touch me?” I ask, given the fact I can’t do much of anything besides be a bit snide. I don’t want her knowing my movements are restricted. She’s clearly a powerful witch. I’ve not run across one this powerful before. No one is powerful enough to do whatever it is she’s done to Idun.
