Chapter 126

Maeve’s POV

Seraphine’s blue eyes fixed on me with a sudden heat. “What are you saying?” she asked, rising from the shelf to give me her undivided attention.

I swallowed. “The dreams started not long ago, and I thought I had put an end to them—”

She cut me off sharply. “What do you mean by putting an end to it?” I could feel the tension in her aura, and honestly, it made me tense as well.

“I… I cast a spell on myself to stop whatever madness it was,” I explained, meeting her gaze. “For a while, it worked. But somehow it’s back.” My chest tightened. “I dreamed about him again—oh, it felt so real.”

Seraphine pressed two fingers to her temple. For a moment I saw fear flare in her eyes before she tried to hide it. “Alright. Let’s calm down, Maeve,” she murmured, guiding me away from the shelf and back to her table. “How can you be sure it was the Dark Lord?” she asked as we sat. “First of all, it’s not even possible. You’ve never met him and have no