Allyson has seen all the posters around town with her face, and she knew her brother would be looking for her. It wasn’t like her to just disappear. But this was too important, too big to ignore, and Ally knew that her brother would just get in the way and ruin it all. He didn’t understand. He didn’t believe in magic. Not many did. The Council had deeply buried Lunestra’s past, kept it hidden and were very insistent on its non-existence, but Ally knew better. Ever since she had come across the folder with her name on it in the Tower of Knowledge.