Ave fell silent. If she said she wasn't terrified, it would be a lie. It was impossible for her to be a witch. She didn't just possess useless powers, but now she was a witch? The thought of it made her want to laugh, but she knew it was no joke. However, no matter what, she decided to heed Lucian's advice and stay away from water. If she didn't go close to it, no one would accuse her of being a witch because a ghost like figure was requesting for her body.
Ave didn't speak again and walked absentmindedly behind Lucian. The next time she looked up, the sky had already darkened, and they'd reached the second prince's palace. Her clothes had almost finished drying. Lucian had said they were taking a shortcut, but to her, it was the longest path she'd taken compared to the one they had been following earlier. Then it hit her.
