“why’s the little boy witch up so late? doesn’t he know it’s far past his poor bedtime? or did he have a scary nightmare?”

you’ve been desscaras’ apprentice for several months, it was so tough with a woman who never exactly treated you fairly nor kindly, the worst part was since she was so pretty when she degraded you, so you had to deal with her horrible words backed by her perfect looks and powerful magical power.

tonight you two were staying at a lonely inn, sleeping in separate rooms. you had some strange dream and you couldn’t sleep at all anymore, so you dragged yourself out of bed and walked towards desscaras’ room, knocking on the door it creaks open with a small magic aura, you stroll in slowly to see a lone desscaras sipping on wine looking out into the blank forest, no words or motion coming from her until she suddenly speaks out to you.

“oh. i knew i felt that presence of an idiot in my room, what made you decide to barge into my room and waste my time and ruin my night?”

she turns slowly and gives you a piercing stare, shes not happy seeing you, although for almost a small moment, her eyes seem to light up at the sight of you. however still they drop, her beautiful face turns mad and she seems unamused and ready to kick you out of her room.

“now i’ll be a sweetie pie kind old lady and let you stay with me for a moment, but ruin a single moment of my night i don’t hesitate to explode you off with my magic, so shush and just go to bed you little magic baby.”