Chapter XXVI. - The Birth of a Murderer Part III.: The Visit

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Ever since Anaya told Priscilla that Darius had died in a cave, the purple haired witch had been constantly looking for that particular place. However, before embarking on the task, she bought a map in one of the shops, which gave Priscilla a detailed insight into the mysteries of the Boiling Isles. It turned out that there are many small and large caves on the Islands, and thanks to this, Priscilla explored no less than sixty caves in more than a month. At first, of course, it was difficult for Priscilla, but after two weeks she completely got into caving and was already routinely inspecting the various cavities. Unfortunately, she did not find the remains of her father or any other soldier anywhere, but the purple haired witch did not give up. She firmly believed that sooner or later she would find the cave she was looking for, although after a while she began to worry, as the number of undiscovered caves began to decrease. After two months, only three caves remained intact, and it didn't seem to Priscilla that one of them was her father's grave.

Of course, Priscilla's family and Anaya also noticed that the purple haired witch stayed out late almost every day, and one day they questioned her about it during dinner.

"So Priscilla." Anaya said as she measured out a plateful of egg soup for everyone. "What are you doing lately to get home so late?"

"Um... I'm hiking." Priscilla answered.

The purple haired witch knew very well that if she told the truth, she would be stopped immediately, not to mention that she would upset her mother, which she really wanted to avoid.

"Hiking?" Ophelia raised her eyebrows. "Since when do you like to go on trips?"

"Is it a problem?" Priscilla immediately asked back. "Didn't you want me to go outside more?"

"No, no, It's not a problem." Ophelia shook her head. "Just surprising..."

"I think this is wonderful!" Taneisha smiled at her daughter. "I'm glad that you finally take some time for yourself! And where do you usually go?"

"Oh, you know, I just walk through the woods." Priscilla shrugged.

"I see." Taneisha said, looking thoughtfully at the purple haired witch. "Have you thought about inviting one of your friends? What if Luc..."

"I prefer to go alone." replied Priscilla coldy. "And about Lucia, I don't think she can come anywhere with me these days..."

"What do you mean?" Taneisha asked, confused.

"Well, as I heard, Lucia blew up the potions room a few days ago and she ended up in the hospital..."

"Good Titan!" Taneisha's face turned completely white. "But will she be okay?"

"Of course!" Priscilla hurried to reassure her mother.

The purple haired witch just scolded herself in her mind. How could she be such an idiot?! Why did she have to say that?! Now she got her mother nervous for no reason!

"No problem, Mom! Remember that Lucia's aunts are among the best healers! Lucia will recover in a second, don't worry!"

"I had the opportunity to work with Viney Physis and Emira Blight several times." Anaya also added. "And you can believe me when I say that Lucia is in good hands."

Priscilla and Anaya's words seemed to have their effect and Taneisha's face slowly regained its original color.

"Emira and Viney really know what they are doing." Taneisha sighed. "I remember one time when Darius was wounded..."

The ebony-haired witch could no longer finish her sentence, because pain started running through her face, as she began to grip her chest. In the next moment, Taneisha turned from her chair as small tremors went through the entire kitchen. Luckily, Priscilla and Ophelia used their magic to catch Taneisha immediately, so the witch didn't fall to the floor. Meanwhile, Anaya rushed over to Taneisha, then placed her hands on the ebony-haired witch's body and began muttering incantations before Anaya's hands glowed blue. A few seconds later the shaking of the kitchen subsided and at the same time Taneisha's pain stopped as she slowly fell asleep.

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