Commands the Watchers

I heard the beat of wings and drew a blade as three ravens landed on the branch overhead. They perched there and studied me.

I selected another blade, this time a throwing knife, but Thorne grabbed my arm.

‘They are Watchers, Grimalkin,’ she reminded me; ‘entities able to search the Earth and report back on what they find.’

‘But these are the ones that served Hecate,’ I said, wondering how they felt about those who had slain their mistress.

‘We serve she who controls the cauldron!’ rasped a harsh, raucous voice from above our heads – though the words were clear enough.

‘Then you serve me,’ I said.

‘We have tidings. We have seen danger to the Spook called Ward; he who is your ally.’

Starblade Book 3 CHapter 17