People don’t like witches. People really don’t like witches—literally, “at all.” But if something bad happens, they call on us anyway. That’s how I ended up in one story involving dark sorcery that I can’t handle. Why? To destroy evil magic, you have to stop… wanting your most cherished desire. I couldn’t. And when it happened, an unfamiliar man saved my life. But along with the dark-sorcery problem, a second one came—the problem called love. And you can’t get rid of it; you can’t run away. It is as strong as an arrow flying into the heart, and as hot as flame. Besides—who said I’m not allowed to fall in love? They called for the witch, after all!