CHAPTER 14

The Crochans stood down—under the orders
of Manon’s so-called great-grandmother.
Glennis.
She had demanded how, what the lineage
was, but Glennis had only beckoned Manon to
follow her into the camp.
At least two dozen other witches tended to
the several fire pits scattered amongst the
white tents, all of them halting their various
work as Manon passed. She’d never seen
Crochans going about their domestic tasks,
but here they were: some tending to fires,
some hauling buckets of water, some