𝐀𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄 covens, it’s her job to keep each coven at peace. protect them from harm, guide them through danger. some may say davina is far too young for the responsibility. however, at only eighteen years old, she has possessed more magic than any witch could even begin to fathom. when she gets word of an outsider performing magic in their quarter, the duty obligatorily falls onto her to investigate the situation. the french quarter is a tightly woven location — which has seen its fair amount of trouble. she could never be too cautious, no. she’s been cautious in the past and it’s come back to bite her in the ass. with newfound peace ( if one could call it that ) between the factions of different species, it isn’t hard to track down the whereabouts of the mystery witch. ❝ hello, ❞ she says calmly, fragile yet strong fingers intertwined loosely and pressed near her lower stomach. ❝ i’m davina. i take it if you’re in new orleans, i don’t need to explain who i am. ❞