Whispers at Witching Hour

Chapter 49

Musical inspiration: The Curse – Agnes Obel

"Lilith!", Sabrina exclaimed, startled by her sudden appearance.

"Sabrina!", Lilith mimicked her overly dramatic, rolling her eyes.

"Hey!", the girl complained and pouted.

"So, your Majesty", the demoness wanted to get straight to the point, "As your regent, I feel it's my duty to prepare you for your new role myself."

"Like now?"

"Yes, now. Which is exactly why you need to come with me this instant."

Sabrina shot her an annoyed look and put her hands up in defense. "But I've got school!"

Lilith narrowed her eyes at her and wrinkled her nose. "Surely, the Queen of Hell can be excused! You may remember I happen to know your teacher very well."

Sabrina packed her school supplies and sighed. "Fine. But only if you treat me to a milk shake afterwards!" Now a cheeky grin adorned her face.

The attitude this girl had! But Lilith could not help but smile at her; Sabrina reminded her of herself in the beginning and as a matter of fact she had proven herself.

"Deal", she winked at her, "So, you go say goodbye to your chums and I'll sort things with Ms. Wardwell in the meantime, okay?"

Sabrina smiled and nodded before heading towards her group of friends waiting for her in the back of the classroom.

~

The demoness knocked on the doorframe of Mary Wardwell's office, temporarily with another appearance to not freak Mary out. "May I come in?"

Without looking up from her book, the teacher responded: "You may, how can I-"

The words were stuck in her throat when her eyes met with the other woman's, chills running down her spine, images flashing before her eyes.

Lilith noticed the fear lighting up in these icy-blue orbs and quickly checked if her body for any signs her charm had not worked, but everything was intact as far as she could tell.

"It's about one of your students, Sabrina Spellman?"

Mary searched her face, looking utterly confused, then realised she had to say something. "Uh, um, yes, of course, sit down" She gestured towards the chair in front of her desk.

"Oh, there's no need for that, I'll be out in a minute", Lilith assured her, aware she should get out of here as quickly as possible, or Mary would lose it.

"Sorry, who are you again?"

Mary could not help it, something about the woman felt familiar. Had she met her before? But she also gave her the creeps.

"Apologies, I didn't introduce myself. I'm...", fuck who am I?, "I'm... A teacher from the other school Sabrina visits sometimes. Lily... Queensbury", she held out her hand to Mary who shook it in a trance.

"So, Ms. Queensbury, what is the reason for your visit?"

"Nothing serious, Ms. Wardwell. I just wondered if you would excuse Sabrina from your lesson. You see, Sabrina is working on an important project in my course that is due tomorrow and she asked me if I would speak to you to give her some more time to finish it. What do you say?"

"Um... Of course. It's only one lesson, isn't it?"

"Thank you very much, Ms. Wardwell. I owe you." Lilith moved a step closer as she wanted to try to contact Mary's soul. She craved her presence so much, wanted to talk to her again, wanted to share her personal sentiments with her sister...