Hagatha admired the strange doll she had crafted for Ashlee. She had planned to give it to her once the elf brought Ashlee to her, but it had been days since their deal, and she’d heard nothing from him.
Her crow had flown out to gather information on the elf’s activities, but it returned with bad news, squawking loudly and irritating Hagatha.
“This stupid elf!” she hissed, tossing the odd doll into the burning woods. It was useless now. If Ashlee wasn’t coming, the doll served no purpose.
“Shut the hell up!” she yelled at the crow, which immediately fell silent at her command.
She walked along the shelves, her long nails clicking as she touched each globe, each one lighting up to show different scenes.
One globe showed the elf tied up at the training center’s base, while another sho
