She looked at the young girl from behind the tree, her dress picking up the mud as it grazed over the forest ground. Penny didn't know what Helen was doing here with these people and she saw the girl give her a mocking smile as if to tell how stupid she was.
Did breaking one bottle on her head, had loosened the screws in her head? Her brows furrowed then at the thought of what the other black witch they had come across earlier had told when Sister Jera had asked if she knew another white witch.
Apart from Penelope and Jera, the rest of the white witches who had come from the church had been killed with their heads torn apart. She had told them that there was one other white witch who she wasn't able to point out. She finally understood how the woman knew about her presence in Valeria and with the Artemis. It was Helen who had told her.
"Are you surprised, Penelope?" asked Helen, and Penny wondered if she was supposed to shake her head right now.
