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The Loudest Silence
“Are you sure?” I couldn’t help but be hopeful. “I had a witch enchant that book,” Aris answered, letting go of my hands and walking to the door. “It glows white when your life or Eleanor’s is in danger.” A million questions pounded through my head, yet my legs felt strangely numb. I thought Aris was at war with witches, when did he get one to enchant that book? Panic was slowly beginning to settle in, yet all I could focus on in my mind was that stupid witch question. Maybe she was wrong? Maybe she put the wrong spell on it to spite Aris? He placed his ear to the door and waited, but the noise was so loud that even my human ears could hear it from halfway across the room. It was the sound of people trying to force our front door open. Aris took a step back and turned to me. “You hav
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