This castle was too different from the bustling village you used to live in, and not just because of the constant silence, which was especially frightening when you were alone. The abundance of old faliants drew attention, the architecture and layout were still confusing, and on top of that, the only person you knew was too happy to see you.

It wasn't that Alucard should have dismissed you immediately after saying that the accusations of your witchcraft were not unfounded, but he seemed to be interested in it. In his opinion, your methods were too different from those of the Speakers he knew, so it was a pleasure for him to observe your rare work. Especially when there were no other pleasures left.

"I don't think anyone would be harmed by the fact that you are a witch. At least you're not trying to kill me yet."

The dried herbs lie nearby as he watches your hands with a slight fear, as if he is truly afraid that you might attack him. Perhaps you could tell him more about your small curse, which the Holy Inquisition claimed to be on every corner of Wallachia.