SCARLET’S POV

As soon as their names left her mouth, a great wind blew and when it stopped, standing beside Mildrid were the witches, Luesa and Eval.

“You...” I stuttered.

They are the ones, the same witches that I have brought. They stood beside Mildrid with their heads facing the ground.

“Yes, Scar. They have long been meaning to get at you” Nana revealed.

“To get at me, but why?” I asked.

What has this got to do with me? This question was waiting to be answered, and as the second passes, I got impatient.

“What has this got to do with me? I murmured.

“Yes, my queen, it has...