The wood was burning inside the chimney and the blossoms were sparkling up, cooling down, the ash rained down on the stone.
The old chef witch proceeded the rest of the story.
"... The war that warlocks brought, caused us tough days, our farms burned in rage, the chops wasted all. Hunger rose and cannibalism boomed. Even the Queen was amazed how their army couldn't overcome Resgole and Elenora's army.
Imagine that how much magic that malicious army had drained to gain the throne."
I saw she shivered.
"But we found a weakness that could trap Elonara then Resgole. The Queen summoned the great gods of other worlds and they responded. They sent us a meteor jewel. A green glowing star it was. The siblings showed a huge mass of eagerness toward it and when they appeared to gain it, the Queen and her elders used every possible magic and caught them."
She heaved a gust out of her lungs out and proceeded.
