Madeline’s POV

I grinned at Freya, who widened her eyes and looked around the clones surrounding her. I played with my fan while going to her. And then later on, she scoffed in amazement before looking at me.

“Whoa! How did you do this?” she asked in disbelief. “You are not a witch!”

“But I am a guardian,” I proudly pointed out. “I can copy someone’s ability. I read it from the book of spells my confidant owned that he got. He also taught me how to do it.”

“That is so ...