*Jared*

I met Eliza and Mila in the servants’ access hall. It was the corridor that led from the kitchen to the ballroom and where the servants brought fresh platters of food and drinks.

“Mila, this is Jared, my husband,” Eliza introduced quickly.

The witch’s eyes shone behind her cloak hood. She studied me with a sharp scrutiny. I had a feeling that Ciana had told her all about my family lineage. But if I was being honest, a witch as legendary as ...