ELARA’S POV

“What is going on?” My voice broke as it rang through the hall, but no one gave an answer. My chest was thudding from rage. “Mother! Someone should explain something to me!” I groaned, desperation obvious in my tone, yet, the silence persisted.

The two people around me exchanged quick full glances, their eyes moving away as though I were just a pub left to play on its own.

The witch turned, facing the door. “I’ll leave now,” she said gently, emotion absent ...