“You stay away from my sister,” she snarled as Renwick eyed the blade warily. “Remy,” Hale said quietly, placing a hand on her shoulder. Remy’s eyes widened as Rua stepped between Renwick and the blade. Rua stared into her sister’s eyes, the same eyes as hers and their mother’s. “You don’t know what you’re talking about, Remy,” Rua said in a low and lethal voice, casting out her own red magic and forcing Remy’s dagger to the ground. Its loud clang against the stone floor echoed in the tense silence.
