Avyana Celestine Adelinda POV
“You’re a witch?” he was asking the obvious.
I took my wand from my hair and I showed it to him. I was fearless and in fact, I was enjoying it. The expression on his face satisfied me more than searching for the book. I don’t want to end this night without savoring every minute with the prince’s pathetic face. He was so nervous and terrified. I think I was giving him trauma.
I could also hear his fast heartbeat, the sweat on his forehead rushing down to his neck, his ruined white royal suit, and his hands full of dirt. Sometimes, making fun of people who get terrified most is indeed pleasing to the extent that I got another idea. I would like to scare him a bit so that he will never have any idea of attempting to come back here. Humans are not invited her
