Penny didn't know if she should laugh or roll her eyes over his pettiness. Damien could have let the matter go, after all, no one could prove her or Caitlin to be witches. With the ability of purification that she possessed, nothing could harm her or the person near her. It would have been a whole different matter if Caitlin and she were separated by distance.
With the crowd that had dispersed themselves and the woman who had closed her store so that she could wash her face, she wondered if the shame she was put through was harsh. For the woman, it was her bread but at the same time, she had gone too far by accusing them to be a pair of witches that could have got them killed.
She saw a scrawny man with glasses making his way towards where they stood. It was Kreme, Damien's assistant in the council.
