The plump woman motioned for the witches that were left to help each other and began pulling me down the corridor, we were surrounded on all sides by our kind, each of us fighting to get out, doing all we could for the promise of a better life. I never expected to be a part of a rebellion, I never expected to be saved
I thought I would spend my whole life a slave, locked away until I was needed by the prince. But as we jumped through a portal that some of the dark witches had summoned I smiled.
There was so much I had always wanted, so many things I wanted to do, and now maybe I could. Maybe I could find somewhere to be happy.
I was a rare witch, a shifter, I was valuable to the prince, but I was more valuable to my own people, they wanted me with them, and it wasn’t even for selfish
