Without even glancing in his direction, Banba flicked her wrist and sent the Gevran king careening into a wall. ‘Where are my granddaughters?’ A wooden rafter cracked in two, the chandelier dangling precariously above her head. And still, the storm thrashed. At the back of the keep, Chapman struggled to his feet, only to be swiftly knocked out again by a soldier. ‘If any harm has come to either one of them, all of Anadawn will pay!’ While the last of the palace soldiers fled in a panic at the sight of the witches, the Gevrans fought their way towards them, straining against their storm. The
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