Chapter 19

“I don’t know any Forest Spirit,” Amir said with a smile, though he was inwardly surprised.

He wanted to brush it off, but the little witch remained serious, staring at him as if she had no intention of letting it go.

When Amir didn’t respond, she seemed to fall into thought. Slowly, she stretched out her left hand toward the bowl of Malaka nuts and gently curled her fingers.