“D-Delilah?” My voice cracks and I don’t even have a chance to stop the tears that stream down my face. I reach my arm out and carefully walk toward her, gripping the cane tightly. “Oh my, Goddess. I can’t believe it!” She rushes to me and pulls me into a crushing hug. “Luna Regent, Goddess Iokaste Latmus Mason, don’t you dare scare me like that ever again.” At the mention of my full name and formal title with her thick French accent, the air changes. Delilah’s ambient magic causes me to feel calm and content. A perk of having a witch for a best friend, I suppose. A hint of a blue aura surrounds us as we hold each other. “Oh, Delilah, I have so much to tell you.” I bury my face in her shoulder and feel relieved. “I’ve missed you so much, darling. I’ve thought about you every day. I thought we would never see each other again.” “Oh now, Kas. We all know a pesky little thing like death could never stop you.” Delilah laughs and makes bells ring in the air again. “And a silly rule lik
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