Skylar asked Sebastian as he touched the pile of wood and it burst into flames. “Yes, that’s the idea.” “Do you have something of hers to use as a focus?” “No, but she has something of mine.” He sat cross-legged in front of the fire. His brothers stood behind him. Miss Stratton as well. Claude stood off to the side, obviously uncomfortable with what was about to take place. Skylar had settled in beside him, apparently fascinated with what he was about to do. She was the only other person here, as far as he knew, who could scry. It was not a normal ability that sorcerers possessed. He imagined Skylar had learned it during her many years in Druid tracker school. “Skylar, my love,” Jovan said, “maybe you should leave him to it. You don’t want to be in the way.” “I’m not in the way, am I Sebastian?” “No.”
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