"You have some guts coming here," the man said.
"Who are you?" Jaden asked. He was irritated and didn't want to waste his time with some nonentity. He looked around and wondered why they had brought him to this man. Jaden was on the brink of walking out of that hut at that moment. However, he couldn't help but notice how the witches who had escorted him bowed to the man. Perhaps he was some sort of chief among their ranks. But, that was what Jaden was about to find out. He wanted to have a word with the head of the coven not some engorged-looking man with no teeth in his mouth.
The man laughed. "He's asking who I am…" he said with that genderless voice that irked Jaden's ears.
"The half-breed prince asks who I am, witches…"
No one said anything and the whole place carried a thick silence that one could cut with a knife.
