“Come on Ayame, hurry up….” A sweet voice sounded as the door to my room swung open. It was Lavender, the only witch in the Prussian Coven, who seemed to care for me genuinely. “There is a bonfire feast tonight.”
“Lavender.” My lips curved into an automatic smile as I sat up straighter. “What are you doing here?”
“I am here to help you dress up for the feast.” She chirped as she walked inside and threw open the wardrobe in my room. “You should have shopped for more clothes when we went to the mall.” She grumbled, rummaging through my dresses. “There isn’t a single dress that is worth wearing to the party.”
“Aren’t you forgetting something?” I said, sauntering over and grabbing her hand. “Magus has forbidden me from stepping out of this room for an entire week.”
“Did nobody tell you
