No rest for the wicked
The door closed behind Kain and an old creepy looking woman hugged Mary like she was her dear friend. The witch smiled at Kain with her iron teeth and he felt sweat running down his spine while a snake came out of the woman's ear. She caressed the creature and without taking her, yellow, cat eyes off Kain she asked Mary.
- Which wind blew you home Morgana? - Mary rolled her beautiful eyes and smiled.
- You know well I don't use that name anymore.
- Yeah... You chose a pure innocent name instead the one which suits you. Huge mistake. - Kain felt more uncomfortable each moment. Who was this witch? Mary sat down next to her claudron and grabbed the spoon pouring some of the green liquid for herself.
-Actually I have a pretty big problem happened Nona. - NO
