Chapter 15

At dusk, the door opened again.

It wasn't Kaelen who entered, but an old woman carrying a tray.

"Miss Vance..."

The familiar voice made Elara pause in her mixing of colors. She turned around and saw that wrinkled face, now written with shock and heartache.

"Margaret?"

The old healer, Margaret Webb, walked tremulously into the room. When her gaze fell upon the cold chain around