His eyes flashed but Wren ignored his warning. She didn’t want his protection, she wanted her grandmother back. She staggered on. ‘Please! Take me instead.’ ‘And what would we do with you?’ said Anika, her voice cruel and mocking. ‘I’ve got magic, too!’ said Wren, desperately. ‘That’s what your king wants, isn’t it? A witch of his own?’ Anika’s lip curled. ‘You have caused enough carnage already.’ She glanced at Tor. ‘Don’t you think it’s time for her to reap what she’s sowed, soldier?’ ‘I think it’s time we stopped wasting our time and resources on these shores.’ Tor continued across the
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