CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
TOWER OF VOCÍ

As the leader of the coven, much were expected from Grindila this night. The night where they had to acknowledge their sisters who had passed by this time last night. The smoke of the fire which her sisters had set at the midst of the castle's compound to keep them warm was rising unto her face through the window. She heard her sisters sing as she was still in her room putting on her clothes for the ritual.

The sound of their voices, and the melody which came out of all their mouths reached Grindila's ears and clouds of tears formed over her eyes. She closed her eyes and hummed along the song they sang in their dialect. Recalling the memories of what happened by this very time last night.

She was already dressed in a red ball gown like every one of her sisters would be dressed in tonight, and then putting on her gold necklace. As she continued to hum, she sat on her bed and slipped her feet into the flat wooden sole heel and fastened it.

She heard a knock on her d
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