Even in the dim light of the cavern with the shadows grasping greedily around the light, Ada could see her mother blanch suddenly and the briefest flicker of fear crossed her face.
"You're lying. It's not possible. He would not…" Narcissa stammered uncertainly as Ely chuckled darkly.
"You know very well that he would. Ada is your child and your responsibility. She does not hold the weight of responsibility until she has reached the age of twenty-one and been bound to the coven and the Lord himself." He snorted disdainfully as he flicked his eyes over Narcissa with what seemed like disgust.
Narcissa schooled her face into an emotionless mask as his words sank in and Ada couldn't help but wrap her arms around her belly a little tighter. If her mother was afraid, then Ada knew things were bad.
"I see you really haven't changed one bit, dear brother. Turned in by my own family… I should have seen it coming." She spat bitterly.