I want to ask Joel what exactly he's got us mixed up in now and how worried I should be. I thought Rain was helping us because Joel had helped her, but now it seems that wasn't enough.
“Don’t worry, I agreed to make some deliveries for Rain on our way North,” Joel says pulling me to sit on his knee as he takes a seat at the small wooden table.
Rain takes the seat opposite us and smirks at me.
“It’s just a few herbs and potions, nothing dangerous, besides, the witches you'll be delivering to have agreed to provide you with accommodation along your way,” she says.
“So more witches?” I sigh.
“Yes, more witches that have agreed to help you, which is more than what your own kind is doing to assist you, is it not?” she asks with a raised brow.
“Yes, I'm sorry, you're right, and we apprecia
