Night fell faster than expected, and just as promised, Mother Thessara arrived with the witch in tow.
"Listen carefully," she said, her voice edged with warning. "You work quickly, and you work once. She will not come back a second time."
Her eyes narrowed. "Do nothing to draw attention. If you stir the wrong eyes, I will not shield you. When you're done, she'll be nearby to take her home." She meant the Nova who had accompanied them.
Thessara's gaze lingered a beat longer. "As I said before, do not make me regret this. Now go."
"Follow me," Griffin told the witch, and she obeyed without hesitation.
She was dressed in a full cloak that hid her entirely, the hood shadowing her face, and making her indistinguishable from the Novas who served in the temple. Hence no one spared her a second glance even if they were to encounter her.
