Blinking in confusion, Ibven could only look in front of herself at a group of different witches and warlocks, who had invaded Evolet's office, and were staring at them both from the front door of the place. Not knowing what to say, Ibven could not help blushing and feeling ashamed, for she had said too personal and embarrassing things towards the leader of the witches' coven thinking that they were both alone, so seeing all that big crowd of people around her, Ibven wondered with embarrassment if they had heard too much, and if they were judging her for her words full of weakness.
And after a few seconds of tense silence, Bella, who was in front of all the witches, asked: —Is that true?
—Regarding to what? —asked Ibven in a whisper, still embarrassed by what had just happened.
—What y
