Isabella Martini - POV
The moment I walked into the small cabin, I began to cough at the amount of smoke that was around this place, making my eyes water as well. "Oh! I am sorry, I was busy creating a spell." I heard the woman say. "Give me a minute," she said.
The place was so dark, and the only light source was coming in through the few candles that were lit up in random corners. A couple of minutes passed by when I saw a window being thrown open towards my left when the daylight began streaming inside the room while the smoke was being pushed outside.
"I never get visitors around here." the woman said as she walked towards us again. My eyes scanned the room when I realized that there was no electricity in there. The place was lit up by candles, which served as the only source of light. As the smoke began to clear out, everything became a little clearer.
