Book 2: Chapter 101

Hallie

Rhys composed himself, clearing his throat.

“Hallie, Dark Witch… Summoner of Horns. I cannot make you vow the same. To let you live without going home an urn, you must vow to keep to your lands. The Moment you step foot here Ever again without request, we will have no choice but to take it as hostile.” Rhys’s conditions sounded fair, but I would be difficult.

If it was one thing I learned f