[Trinity's POV]
"Who are you?"
"Who are you?"
Both of us questioned at the same time.
Michael shifted his eyes between the two of us. "What do you mean? She's the daughter of the Earl. Nadia Roselake."
"Shut up." I stepped forward, and the young woman took to her feet and backed away. "Who are you, and what are you doing inside that girl's body?"
". . ."
". . ."
"Egh?" Michael blinked, and his eyes bulged when he realized something. "You're the witch?"
Nadia(?) backed away. Her expression turned sharp and menacing as she hissed, "W-what are you talking about? Guards!"
I was confused. If she was a black witch, then it was easy for her to use her spells to silence us. But why was she acting like a normal human girl?
No . . .
Something was not right . . .
