TOBIAS’ POV
Evelyn stepped into view, arms folded tightly across her chest.
Her pale blue attendant’s uniform was perfectly arranged, not a single auburn hair out of place beneath the cap she wore as part of her disguise.
Anyone might have seen only a senior medical attendant with a severe expression.
I saw the witch beneath it.
“If you act on your own like that again,” she said, her voice low enough that it would not carry beyond the door, “I won’t be able to protect you.”
I reached up and loosened the scarf tied beneath my chin.
“But you make me feel so safe.”
Her eyes narrowed. “Now is not the time for jokes.”
“I wasn’t joking.”
Evelyn’s mouth tightened, and the air around her shifted.
The overhead light flickered once. The room cooled by degrees. A faint pressure curled through the room, brushing against my skin like the edge of a blade.
