CAMILLE'S POV

"I..." I tried to speak but the words wouldn't come out.

I was still reeling from the new vision I had gotten and the witch pointing a ball of hot fire in my face did not help matters one bit.

"Speak!" The witch shrieked as the fireball inched close.

"I am a sister," Ophelia yelled back in response.

My heart raced as tension crackled in the air. The witch holding me at bay with a ball of fire seemed to ease her stance at Ophelia's declaration. That shift gave me the slim ...