Bewitched Marriage - A Law X Reader-Story

Chapter 10 - Becoming stronger

Hello!

Here's my first premiere: My 10th deviation! Part 10 from Law's and Reader-chan's Story ^.^

It's not as long as Part 9 but I still hope you like it!

Please enjoy and remember: the story could contain spoilers ^^

[Y/N] = your name

[Y/HC] = your hair colour

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Breathing heavily, you stood in the glade where Miriam had left you hours ago.
There was a small spring with running but ice cold water.
Unlike swordsmen or people who practiced martial arts, witches and sorcerers could not be "shown" how to do something better. They could only be told when you were doing something wrong. How you could improve it then had to be found out by yourself.
You had already managed - similar to Miriam's attack - to create and shape scythes from water, but to hold them and not to constantly lose energy... That was the trick ...
Did the others worry? Hopefully they found your note...

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The crews had decided to split up. Law, Bepo, and Ikkaku would stay. Just like Straw Hat-ya, Nico-ya, Sanji-ya and Bone-ya. Everyone else would go back to the hotel.
As the group headed back into town, the old woman rubbed her hands and grinned broadly, making the gaps between her teeth even more visible.
>>Well then I'll prepare your sleeping quarters!<< She snapped and knocked hard on the dining table.
>>Come on old girl! We have guests! You haven't forgotten how hospitality works, have you?<<

>>Yohoooohoo!<< Bone-ya immediately got up from the bench he had been sitting on - as it was running away.

Straw Hat-ya laughed and Bepo clung to Law.
The whole house groaned and cracked, and blankets, pillows and futons came flying from everywhere. The already spartanic furniture moved towards the walls and made room in the middle of the hut.
When the house finally came to rest, there were seven futons neatly on the floor.

>>Coooooooool!<< cheered Straw Hat-ya and looked at the work.
>>Oi, Granny! Don't you want to join my crew?<<

>>Luffy!<<, Sanji-ya and Bone-ya growled in unison and knocked their capt'n down.

The old woman laughed and sat down in a leather armchair.
>>Forget it, boy. At 176 years of age, I am definitely old enough not to go along with such nonsense! Kiriririririri!<<

The house fell silent.

>>That's not possible...!<< Ikkaku's eyes almost fell out of her head. >>You're 176 years old?<<

>>Yeah... Maybe already 178... Sometimes I forget a birthday myself and if you live as alone as I do, age is no longer so important...<< She shrugged her shoulders carelessly.

>>May I ask you a personal question?<<, Nico-ya came closer and sat down on one of the futons. The others also took their places.

>>Of course.<< With a wink, a few snacks and cups and teapots flew out of a chamber.

They all grabbed it greedily, but Law held back. He wanted to hear what Nico-ya wanted to ask.

>>[Y/N] is in a coven. Isn't it common for witches to live in covens? Why do you live alone?<<

Straw Hat-ya paused as he was about to grab a leg of ham.

>>Kiririri. You're pretty straight forward, kiddo. Well... I used to live in a coven. I took care of the little fledglings and their education. We lived on a small island in the middle of the Grand Line. Our skills allowed us to make ends meet when it came to vegetables, fruits, grains and so on.
After a long period of drought, which also affected the other islands around us, our coven leader decided that we - who had more than enough - should help the other islands. So, we went to help them and bring them food.<<