**~ Caspian's POV ~**
We had been trapped and I knew it. I should have guessed it sooner. I should never have trusted her. But there was a part of me, deep and stubborn, that wanted to know what Hazel truly was. That curiosity… that need… it's what got us in trouble now.
The white lights surrounding the house began to glow, casting an eerie brilliance through the air. Hazel shrieked in panic, backing away, while Aurora narrowed her eyes and yelled, "Don't worry! I'll soon figure out what kind of spell this is—and I will be able to dispel it!"
Hazel nodded, trembling, visibly scared.
I turned to the witch and said coldly, "You're aware you can't kill me, right?"
She scoffed, almost amused.
