How To Burn A Witch |DISCONTINUED|

Chapter 10

Aether stared as Dame Marion walked into their dorm room, holding a lump wrapped in her red cloak. Their heart stopped and tears filled their eyes as they watched their superior gently put the lump that suspiciously looked like a body on their bed.

"Is she𑁋" they couldn't finish their sentence, too terrified that it might be true if they even worded their question.

"What?" The braided woman looked up only to find Aether in tears, "Oh my gods𑁋 No! She isn't dead, you'd think I would let my prized student die?!" Aether let out a sigh of relief and removed the crimson cloak from their friend's face.

Nehir let out a soft groan. Their eyes scanned her body for injuries. Her face was pale from the loss of blood and there was a nasty cut at her side alongside several bruises but she'd survive.

"Take her to the school healer, what are you waiting for?!" they exclaimed, only for Dame Marion to shake her head.

"You know the rules. She can only join Les Dames if she survives the wounds inflicted upon her by her first kill. Without help from anyone, understood?"

Aether swallowed their anger. They had always hated the rule and thought it was stupid. "So she made her first kill." they said, trying to control the shake of their voice. Luckily, Dame Marion mistook it for excitement and smiled. What am I going to tell Alev?

"Yup!" Dame Marion exclaimed, "Exactly a month before her birthday, too."

Though Aether smiled, they wanted to cry. "What did the witch look like?" they asked, praying to all the gods they knew of that it wasn't someone they knew.

"Some random guy. Nothing our Nehir couldn't handle." she clapped the girl's shoulder, causing her to moan in discomfort and pain, "Whoops. Sorry." said the older woman with a wince.

"Where's Polaris? Is she hurt as well? I heard they made a deal."

The woman's face darkened, "Polaris went back to her dorm. She was... upset to say the least."

"Why did something bad happen? Did she fail?"

"That is not for me to say." Aether could tell the woman wanted to change the subject so they asked why she had brought Nehir to their room instead.

The woman shrugged, "I figured you would be the first person she'd want to show her tattoo to." she smiled, "Though you're not allowed to see it before the graduation party." she winked then left.

Aether nodded, "Considerate of her but she is in no shape to move so I'll have to wait."

Nehir chuckled then let out a groan, "Fuck," the girl hissed, "Everything hurts."

Aether snickered before peeling the girl's tunic to reveal the nasty wound at the side of her abdomen.

Nehir's face paled as she reached towards Aether with her hand, pushing their hands off and forcing herself to sit up.

The individual jumped back. "My bad, I should've asked first. It's just a skin wound," they sighed in relief, "You'll be fine, you've been acting like the knife hit an artery or something."

Nehir didn't have the strength to glare at them so she grumbled, "I have a low pain tolerance, okay?"

Aether snickered and gave her a needle and some thread. "I can't stitch you up since it's against 'the rules' so you'll have to do it yourself."

Nehir grunted as she pulled herself out of the bed. Her blood had stained the bed sheets due to the flimsy bandages Polaris and Dame Marion had made her. Aether held in a grunt of disapproval. It would be hard to clean her blood from the creamy white sheets.