Mistress Sienna was not directly involved with her coven for the rest of the early evening. Sitting aside Gabriella within the flower gardens, as she began to educate her about the umbre de sânge. Gabriella didn’t mind the change of scenery. They sat at the top of a small amphitheater-like stone staircase which dropped down to a concrete sitting area. Sienna had wanted to sit at the top of the stairs so she could supervise her coven’s progression with the wards. She had scoffed something about not trusting Master Charles with getting it right; but aside from a few glances at her conveners, her warlock husband managed everything well.
Myung sat on the upper step of the amphitheater as well, though a few feet away. He listened partially to what Gabriella and the witch discussed, but
