Millicent was starting to feel slightly dizzy, but when Justin looked at her with such worry, she couldn't help but to want to answer his questions. Even if the answer made no sense.
'Six years ago, when...' she really didn't want to talk of what had happened then, or about Troy. 'The last time I had this spell done - I would recognise that shade of golden anywhere, Justin.'
'It makes absolutely no sense, but I swear that's the colour of the orb I saw that night. One green, one golden.'