—Miss Evolet, I will speak to you from the bottom of my heart, and I hope you can understand me —said Ibven, with her eyes lowered in embarrassment, preparing to speak.
Still caressing the bird in her arms, the leader of the witch coven replied: —Go ahead, you can talk.
Ibven had always been a proud person, not for nothing, as she was one of the best female exterminators in her household, and was the daughter of another strong fighter who was respected by all. After that, even as a slave at the hands of the king, Ibven had overcome all difficulties and had become queen. And all the things she had overcome, all the battles she had fought, made her believe that she was invincible, much better than the others.
But in that instant, with no one by her side, about to lose the only thing she
