"Send me to the Mother of Tides?" Ashlynn said, staring at Wolstan in disbelief.
Never in her life had her father mentioned… any of this. Not one word.
He had never told her that their founding ancestor was a witch. Not merely a sorcerer, but an actual member of the Mother of Tides' coven and perhaps the first human to be a member of any coven since the fall of the Empire of Endless Waves.
With a history like that, her father's fierce refusal to believe what the Church said about witches suddenly made a great deal more sense. And yet, he'd never told her. How different would life have been if she'd had a hero she could look up to, a member of her own family who was the same as her, who had used his powers to help his ship and his crew?
