Sorsha stood by and watched as her faes worked. She had come to the front lines, just like she had stated so that Selah would not suspect a thing. Even then, the witch queen had sent her along with three of her strongest witches. When Sorsha had asked if they were expecting trouble, Selah went off on her, stating that even though she was helping at the end of the day it was the witches who were going to rule the kingdom.
Sorsha glanced at the witch standing next to her. She wasn’t you, yet not old either. It was difficult to tell her age because of the alluring spell she had placed on herself.
“Why do you look at me like that, Fae?” The witch asked without even turning her gaze.
Sorsha shook her head, “I am just curious how many frontlines you have been to. Nothing more.”
The witch sm
