The night was young when the session ended. But before they could let the recruits go, Sir Duncan went ahead to call an announcement.
"We're invited to watch a play next week," he said.
The air was thick and it smelt of molding wood and sweat. More than that was the obvious tension mixed with it. The heaviness that the previous activity brought was felt even by those who had only arrived in the room. Everyone was quiet, gazes never crossing, unlike before. Nobody was listening.
Nevertheless, the old witch continued. "It was from a local troupe in Eldham. Moon Petal, was it?" It seemed that the name was familiar to Freeda and Sybil as both their heads turned to Patrick, who bowed his much lower than it already did. "Yes. Now, we hold no reason why they have but… we decided that bringing the recruits is a good decision as it would help you learn more than what we are teaching you."
There was a long silence.
