"Nope. Next!" Agatha shouted.
Elize groaned in frustration and stomped her way to the bathroom.
"I know the next one will fit. I'm sure of it." Irina said, plopping down on the bed.
"I sure hope so. I don't want to sit and weave a dragon's knot into another dress. I've used up my magic for the day all for her. And is she grateful? Nope." Agatha said, wiping fake tears off of her face.
Irina laughed at the younger witch.
The three had been cooped up at Elize's house for the past three days, preparing her in every way for the initiation ceremony. At the moment they were making Elize try on dresses- dresses that were handwoven by magic into perfection, finished with a dragon's knot.
"I can hear you, you know!" Elize yelled from the bathroom.
"I hoped so!" Agatha yelled back and giggled.
Elize peeped out of the bathroom, her hair hanging down to the side.
"So are you guys ready?" Elize asked, a wide grin on her face.
