Misa hadn't expected all the witches in Harthem to gather together to send off the representatives. It was strange to see them all outside of the weekly gatherings, in the middle of the street instead of the confines of secret rooms.
Yet, here they were. More than twenty witches all whispering words of advice or good luck or ancient incantations of spells that were once used for good fortune. In all, there were only seven representatives who were to go to the capital city, with Misa and Sha'ka accompanying them under 'special circumstance'.
It made sense that they weren't afraid to show themselves, Misa supposed, because the carriages sent by the royal council to collect them meant the guards wouldn't try to turn the witches in for execution. It was more than a farewell. The witches were
