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She watches as Rosalind walks away from her body. Not even sparring her protege a last look as she heads toward Alfea. Her triumph leaving no doubt in her mind. She believes no one can out trick her, especially not Farrah. Not after last time. But her magic had evolved in the last sixteen years. Farrah had learned a new skill while training Stella to use her powers.
Who needs to make the eyes behold something when you’re mind is the true decider of truth.
Her job would be easier if Rosalind believed her dead, Harvey would be the only threat in her mind. And a small one at that.
Farrah takes her hands out of her pockets. Making her way to the school. She had to make sure Harvey knew she was alive, they needed a plan. She couldn’t let Rosalind get the school, or let them keep Saul locked up. She could feel him pulling at their bond to see if she was alright. He knew Rosalind would have a plan to deal with her. He had warned her the second he was confronted. She sent as much good feeling and warmth as she could through their bond so he knew she was alright. Enough to make him focus back on himself.
She knew a few passages her and her friends had added beneath the school. Ones Rosalind would have no clue about. She would need them to make it back unseen. She used her magic to reveal the trap door hidden by vines and earth, by the podium in the stone circle.
Harvey had helped her hide it well. A quick access to this part of the grounds. The tunnels led to her classroom, the green house, the specialist hall, and Sauls cabin. Places Rosalind would seldom be snooping about.
Farrah climbed down into the tunnels, mentally crossing her fingers that Ben would be able to help her. She needed enough time. They needed a plan.