#Chapter59
Althea Garcia Hela Silvermoon
Her eyes flicker between mine as she says.
/"Because I’m a witch./"
A witch?
But she looks so normal. So, like me. And she seems so nice. Why would anyone want to harm her?
She turns to leave but I hold on to her hands. /"But- but why would anyone harm you?/"
She sighs and shakes her head. /"Because they are a cruel being. They only think about their own./" She almost growls it out. /"I don’t need to do anything, me being a witch is enough for them to want to capture me./"
/"Althea, they will force me into doing things for them. And nothing good will ever come out of it. I have managed to escape him once and I don’t intend to be his prisoner, a second time./" She tugs her hand free.
/"But they are not like whoever you think they might be. They are goo-/"
