ERIKA
I held the book as tight as I could and hid it behind my back. Of all days, my sister has to come down here at the same time as me. She is the only witch that can see me even with my cloak on.
“I said, what are you doing here?” Em asked me again.
“What do you think? I haven’t been here for five years. I thought I’d take a tour.” I grinned at her, but I should have known it wouldn’t fly with her.
My sister and I are different in a lot of things. For one, I have blonde hair while she’s a redhead. I took after my mother while she looked like Dad’s female version. Even though our powers are somewhat similar, Em remains the most powerful witch of her time — well, next to Mom. Emlyn she wouldn’t be a queen if she weren’t.
“Don’t be cute with me. What is going on?” She furrowed he
