Drip, Drip, Drip. There was a slow leaky drip in the cold dark dungeon where Bailey and Christi were being held. I thought back to when The council had me here. Me and my entire coven. I couldn't help but miss Aeson. Deep down, I couldn't help but miss them all. Gordan was sitting on a chair, looking angry. Hunter walked down in front of me and stopped in front of Bailey. She only looked angry when she saw me coming into view.
"What are you doing here?" She hissed.
I looked at her, then over to Christi, who was huddled in the corner, trying to make herself small. It must have been the look on Hunter's face that gave them a sense that they were in an enormous amount of trouble.
"I came to deliver your punishment," I said.
Her eyes widened, then narrowed.
"What did I do?" She asked.
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