Clara left it at that as she looked upon the jailers of heaven. Sending them down here could bring about a war, unless it was sanctioned by both sides of the wager. Whoever the other party is…
Silver said nothing, seemingly happy to be free of her sisters and gained a measure more autonomy. While they could not have a private discussion, Clara sensed that Hecate as a whole enjoyed running the roost.
“Do I have to walk out? Or can I—(teleport out of here).”
Silver placed a finger against her chin and cocked her head. The informal exchange was refreshing, the first year with those three had been a torment, all to weaken her emotionally… I hope this is the new normal…
“I’ll have to stay behind while you do…” Silver said. “I’ll rejoin before you hold a convocation…”
Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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