“Sorceresses don’t negotiate with failed apprentices any more than ravens treat with mice.” Selena put a restraining hand on Fiona’s shoulder, but the angry mage shook it off as she stepped forward. “Now you listen--” (Patreon)

“I’ve had enough of this dreadfully boring conversation. I’ll deal with you two later.” Mariana made a few gestures with her hands, and Selena and Fiona found themselves paralyzed. They could see and hear, but they couldn’t move and could almost speak, although only muffled noises came out, as if they were gagged. Almost immediately, they levitated up above everyone else, frozen in a position with their arms out and their legs slightly spread.

Rowena’s knuckles went white on her blade. She had to make a choice. If this sorceress was so powerful compared to her previous lieges, should she challenge her? If the sisters got free, they’d be sure to punish her, but if she attacked this Mariana, things could actually go worse. She decided to wait and see what happened. Maeve had no loyalties in this situation, so her inaction was calculated with much less hesitation.