"You can wear these clothes." Charlotte stared at the clothes of Hazel that was given to her.
She had already used a spell to change the color of her hair and her eyes but would it be enough to fool him. He was not just any witch. He was the king of witches, the strongest of them.
Would her small tricks be able to fool him? She closed her eyes as she felt like she was drowning with no way out.
She had thought that she would never go back but now look at her. She was already here and waiting for the carriage to take her to their doom.
"We will not take the carriage. It would be a waste of time. We both are faster than horses.
Charlotte can ride me." she opened her eyes with a frown. It was as if they had read her thoughts.
"You must eat something and then change your clothes. We need to go!" Reynold replied to her in a soft voice but his eyes were pleading.
