Camilla’s POV
“Matilda?” I called, my shock evident in my voice as I called her name. I was taken aback, I hadn’t expected to see Matilda in this dungeon.
I thought Cassandra said that she was sold off? My eyes bore into hers in the dark and I could see the glint of hatred in it and it was so bright that it could’ve illuminated the dungeon.
“W… what are you doing here?” I forced the words out of my mouth but instead, I got another wicked laughter that sent chills down my spine.
“How did I not notice that you’re both witches?”
She asked and I swallowed, “usually, witches have this kind of evil aura that they emit and I should’ve known you were one when things changed as soon as you stepped into the mansion!” She yelled, her voice resonating throughout the dungeon and making a knot tigh
