Elijah POV
Watching her work was a marvel.
As soon as the doors opened, she unfolded two chairs that we most certainly had not loaded, and I noticed that one of the crates we’d unloaded was much larger on the inside than it was on the outside- which must have been where the large sign we also did not load had come from.
I’d had reservations when I learned that she was a creepy mountaintop witch that didn’t like visitors (who wouldn’t?), but her interaction with Mari put that to rest. Sure, she liked to hold people at arm’s length, but no matter the distance, her heart shined through.
She was good. She was kind to the customers that stopped by, patient even. Everything she wasn't with me.
It came as a relief.
More so than just marveling at my mate, I also got some good information on
