Hilda really didn't want to do this.The woman paced the hall anxiously, occasionally glancing at the clock

Rejoining to the Church of Night in exchange for mentoring a prodigy interested in herbal magic? No! Being a mentor wasn’t bad, bad was having to rejoin that horrible place called coven that Zelda clung to so much, but even so, Zelda had forced her

The sound of a knock on the door snapped the witch out of it and hurried to open with a nervous smile “Ah, you must be {{user}}, dear”