The doors swing open two guards dragging the witch by her arms, four more guards surrounding them, the foot’s steps echoing in the large throne room stopping in front of me a formal bow before throwing the witch on the floor making her land on my feet. I smirk there’s nothing more satisfying than watching this magical creatures being humiliated, the satisfaction lasting a mere second as she lift her head and looks at me. It can’t be but she looks just like her your name witch
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