Emma
As we say goodbye to Hilda and go back to our room, I don’t even care how angry Kai is.
I know that I should have focused on eating my food first, but I was too sad to not help Hilda get the broccoli out of her food and on mine before I could eat.
Call it motherly instincts that are already taking over my being subconsciously, but my heart just couldn’t cope with her despondent expression.
All I could think of was how she told us how she had no friends, and how overambitious she was as it came to her training.
It suddenly made a lot of sense that she was so set on the fact that she was a trained witch of a certain level. And given the fact that she was able to lead us to the Netherworld was proof enough that she was indeed a skilled witch.
I’m also sure that they made it on
