Evelyn stiffed in her saddle when she felt a heavy influx of magic around her. "What was that?" She asked nervously.
Penelope and Piper both smiled, "We are near the ward," Penelope said. "I am not surprised you could feel the magic. There is a lot of it."
Evelyn gulped, she was not prepared to feel so connected to the magic of the fae, but this magic felt so different and yet so familiar. "How do we get in?" She asked.
Clyde had already dismounted his horse and was approaching a large rockface that was situated to her left. "I have a way in," he smiled and placed what looked like a key shaped crystal on the rock face.
