Glinda cursed for the hundredth time as she paced around her room, she was still in this damn world and hadn't been able to find out where that crazy child of a diabolical man was. Her powers were back but for some reason she couldn't use them in this damn house and any time she made an attempt to leave that damn human was always holding her back.
The one thing that infuriated her the most was that she didn't know a thing about the human, she hadn't even seen her children, yet she talked about them all the time. Filling her ears with my son did this, my daughter did that, fish she was so tired of staying here. She missed her coven, her home, and most, especially Eldric. She knew it would be impossible to speak with him, not when that human was on her tail all day, like she wouldn't just let her be.
Knock. Knock.
Speaking of the devil, she rolled her eyes and didn't bother opening the door.
