C28 (1/2)
”Why did you become so concerned about witches?” Marcel couldn't help but ask. Klaus and Elijah had always been too lazy to care about those little witches, so he took the glass from Elijah.
Elijah smiled and gestured with his glass. ”That's my business, isn't it?”
With a clink, Elijah's eyebrows relaxed a little. This was much easier than dealing with Klaus.
The sacred secret place of witches.
Beru stood aside, watching the wizards question Sophie.
Perhaps everyone present thought that she was about to die, so there was no water chestnut and it directly vacuum her.
Sophie, the girl associated with her fate, sat quietly with her arms around her knees. Sometimes, though, she didn't hate her.
In the past few days, she had found out a part of the truth. There was no need to tell much about Klaus' rumors, including her sacrifice. The witches had plotted against her, but they didn't dare treat her unfairly.
She was like a weird and magical guest, a mother. Based on the feeling she had, even though that damnable half-breed wasn't the king, the treatment she enjoyed was exactly the same.
Bai Lu felt that her positioning was very delicate and balanced. Basically, she was needed by everyone to be the center of protection, so there was no danger for the time being.
Right now, she was even more curious about the person that came to comfort her every night. Just who was it? Those ice-cold hands, that faintly discernible warmth, and … Was that expectation, the child in her womb, also something to look forward to?
White Dew had no parents.
White Dew had no parents.
Her child should be different.
She did not want to talk right now, not to mention that the first principle of flesh and blood was to not talk too much. The more obedient you were, the more you had to please yourself.
Besides, she didn't have a deep understanding of this complicated world. She just needed to work hard to live, for herself, and also for the child in her womb.
Even if the daily routine was completely different, humans were easy to adapt to, especially when it came to enjoyment. The White Dew Wolves' bodies were very useful.
White Dew was not unsatisfied, except for her current lack of freedom.
The Magi began to get restless, and the time they were waiting for slowly drew near to the end, and they became increasingly anxious.