So much had happened to Emme after she met The Three. When she had first met them, she couldn’t believe three twig figures could do anything to protect her. But she couldn’t have been more wrong.
The Three represented Good, Peace, and Light, and the circle they pulled her into possessed great power. Even as several hooded figures passed them, they saw nothing. Later she learned those hooded figures were the outcasts of her order and sent to kill her. Why? She still didn’t know.
Today she would be training in spell casting. Something Emme looked forward to. For months her training consisted of learning the history of the order. Important? Of course. Fun? Not so much.
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