She looked peaceful, and calm, trailing her gaze, she found her hands in Daisy's hand.
She turned around, about to leave. Leda paused, an elderly woman in white, and a stick stood in the middle of the chamber.
"Leda" she spoke, her voice echoing around the room, and Leda immediately turned to Liviana, who was still asleep, the lady's gaze followed hers, and their eyes met, Leda stared down and up at the witch who had visited her unexpectedly. From her facial expressions, she could tell why she was hearing.
This wasn't good news and she didn't need to hear it. Leda breathed, she was dressed in a white long gown, and her long dark hair flowed down her butt.
Leda grabbed a tonic from the desk and proceeded to her room. The rain had calmed and the room was silent. The hasty breeze was no m
