Natasha scratched her neck and smiled awkwardly.
"I have…come for business. There is something that I would like to ask of you."
The woman raised her brow at her. "What is your name?"
"Uh…" Natasha batted her lashes. "Natasha D-delgaard."
"I see." The woman folded her arms.
"Have a seat," she said as she walked over to sit on the chair that was opposite the one she had offered.
Natasha nodded and sat down. She beamed before inquiring, "W-what shall I address you by?"
The energy she was sensing from the woman was a bit too much for her to handle. Not to mention the fact that the lady was a witch, and witches were the only race hated by all creatures, including her kind, the vampires, and even the humans. She could not afford to offend her. Once she was done with the business she came there for, she would leave and never look back.
"Ceicei," the woman replied.
