Things were going well. I was really happy. And in love. I smiled giddily as I put on my dress. After much persuasion Thane had finally let me visit Bronte's hut but I had to go with Noir.
He stayed outside while I explored the inside of the hut. I didn't want to take anything out of the hut so I read the books there.
I had found out a few things about my mother. Her name was Circe. There was no record about my father's name except that he was a werewolf. The book talked about a prophecy but I couldn't understand it.
After three days, I was satisfied with what I had learnt about my mother and figured there was no need to search deeper. I remembered Bronte's words from the dungeon.
I took one final look around the room. This was the last time I would be coming here. I went out
