Chapter 12.

Serana POV.

Sitting in my bed. I look at the bundle wrapped in the sheet in front of me. Chewing my bottom lip, I contemplate what I may find. What if it isn’t relevant information? What if I find something I don’t want to see? I wring my hands nervously.

“We won’t know until you open them. I’m right here with you. Come on Serana. We have nothing to lose.” I look up at the ceiling and take a breath.

Fuck it!

I pull the bundle towards me and begin to unwrap it. Where do I start?

“How about we start with one of journals? Or maybe a scroll? Oh, I know we can ip dip for it.” I shake my head in disbelief at what she has just suggested. Ip dip. I chuckle as I reach for the journal on the top of the pile.

Running my fingers over it gently, it opens on its own and I drop it from my hands up. What the hell? I watch as the pages turn rapidly, then stop.

“Well, I guess it has a mind of its own.” Bedelia grumbles, and I roll my eyes. Reaching for my glass of water, I take a gulp as I pick up the