Eve’s POV

I knew Astrid’s visit would spell doom for us, but I appreciated it because when the council horn sounded across Blackthorn, I wasn’t surprised.

Malik stood by the window, his hand tight on the frame, he had been so upset about Astrid’s visit that I couldn’t even talk about the magic she had left behind.

“Don’t go.” He said, turning to me. “You know he called this meeting for just one reason, you.”

“Well, I need to go. If I don’t then it would only be ...