"What about me, then? I'm not like them. I'm not chosen or anything," Jaenor said.
Morgana looked at him. "I know. And you are far more critical than these three. I can't recklessly leave you anywhere. Just a glance at you, Katerine had gotten suspicious."
Darian was thinking it was too much of a gamble, keeping Jaenor with her. If she sent him somewhere far from these witches, it will be good for the boy and herself.
Although she wasn't showing it, he could tell that she was tense and anxious with the whole bunch of witches around them.
He hadn't seen her like that since he met her. She acted impulsively and fought with Katerina.
Until yesterday, she was all alone in this world, treated with contempt by her own sisters. Seeing Jaenor may have lit something in her. She may not show it, but Darian could tell that she was happy inside, seeing her own blood, her only family.
