Penny pursed her lips. This witch was rigid in her decision of staying here, Penny was sure she would be able to have a much better life than how people treated her here. The slave establishment was a place where no one was entitled to be but were forced into it.
"There is a church here, in Bonelake that recruits white witches. These white witches help the council while they are also being sheltered by the council. I know you worry about your life but I don't think hiding here helps in any way," she was getting beaten obviously by the marks and scars on her body, with the lack of food and water, the woman looked like she had suddenly aged in these last few months since the last time she had seen her.
"Why do you want to save me, Penelope?" Caitlin questioned Penny, her eyes staring into her with intrigue.
