But as Atlas's voice faded into the quiet, Arabella found her thoughts drifting elsewhere, toward the fragments of stories she had been told, toward the tale of the first witch.
Didn't Lastor once say the first witch had fallen into a King's lies? That she had loved him so blindly, she cursed her own followers, and in doing so, caused them to turn against her?
Which King was that?
"Did you ever make a contract or swear an oath with Circe?" Arabella asked suddenly, her green eyes shining with quiet intensity.
Atlas blinked at the question, then shook his head. "Why do you ask? Is there something that doesn't make sense?"
