Chapter XXXII.

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The Road was silent and empty, the tension between the three of you thick.

After Billy confessed that he was looking to find his brother at the end of the road, you had all remained quiet and kept walking.

No one mentioned what Evanora said about Agatha and You, what happened to Alice, or what they witnessed at the last trial.

You walked to Billy's right side and Agatha to his left, leaving him trapped between the two of you.

He said nothing more for a while, but it was because he was trying to use his powers. Well, not his magic based on, but the other set he had inherited, most likely from Wanda.

Billy could read minds, at least with some partial control. Either he had to be very close emotionally to someone to easily access their thoughts and establish a connection, or he had to try really hard.

And that's what he did, trying to focus first on Agatga and then on you. Yet the more he tried, the more blocks he found, as if his ability could not bypass your minds and find your thoughts.

He was not fully surprised by you, but with Agatha, he was magicless. He should have been able to get something out of her, but all of his attempts have been futile.

What he didn't know was that both of you could sense him, and you also noticed his little frown, a big clue that he was mentally struggling with something.

In this case, you both had established the mental barriers to keep noisy telepaths out of your heads.

"You'll get a nosebleed trying that hard to read our minds," Agatha said, deciding to address the elephant in the room. "Especially hers," she motioned for you. "She is immune to noisy telepaths and mind readers."

Billy looked at you, surprised.

You shrugged your shoulders. "It's part of my magic. It neuters and blocks anything foreign." You explained. "It would take a very strong magic individual to be able to bypass it."

"Hmmm," he exclaimed and kept walking, clearly not wanting to continue this conversation or admit aloud that he was trying to snoop around with his abilities.

"You just can ask me your questions. Aloud." Agatha said, not liking this silence that silently existed between the three of you.

Plus, she was curious to find out more about Billy, what he had in mind or wished to know, what he thought and questioned, now that there was no stupid sigil to stop him from exposing everything.

She just had to tread this carefully.

"Okay, then, where's Rio?" Billy asked, and you smirked in amusement at both how smart the boy was and how quickly he cornered Agatha.

Agatha cleared her throat. "Not that question."

Billy looked at you, hoping you would offer some insight into this creepy green witch with questionable motives and loyalties.

"Sorry, kiddo. Can't say anything," you replied softly as you pushed a small branch to the side and allowed the others to walk first before you followed them.

"Is Wanda Maximoff really dead?" He asked next, and you turned your head to face Agatha, curious about that as well.

"Yes." She said with confidence but quickly changed her mind. "No. Maybe."

"Did you see a body?"

Agatha got a flash of the morgue body she saw while fighting to escape Wanda's spell and be free of this stupid Agnes persona that she was forced to have for three whole years.

"Yes, I did."

"Did anybody else?"

She thought for a moment. "It's hard to say, " she confessed honestly, yet the boy by her side gave her a questionable look. "Hey, you want straight answers, ask a straight lady."

You scoffed in amusement and placed your hand in front of your mouth to hide the laughter that threatened to come out.

Once you calmed down faintly, you saw the others looking at you. "Don't look at me like that. It was funny... and accurate," you bemused. "Plus, let's admit there is not really a straight person in this coven...or any coven I have met."

Agatha nodded. "Straight people and coven do not mix."

It was Billy's turn to scoff. "Oh, please. That's just a rumour. "

You and Agatha smirked, but your lover chose to comment first.

"Is it now?" She questioned rhetorically. "Then, please, do your research and find me a coven that did not have questionable romantic preferences. I will wait.

Billy opened his mouth to argue, but he realised he didn't truly know any covens in real life. The covens he studied and read about were not a lot of accurate information to trust.

Before he could think of something to save himself from yet another embarassment, he too notice of something up ahead.

Everyone stopped and observed your next trial, this time a haunting, dark, eerie castle on top of a rock. Even the clouds and the background seemed to match its aesthetic.

"This is new," Agatha commented.

"I have a bad feeling bout this," you confessed and rubbed your hands faintly, feeling your hair stand on end in warning.

"We don't really have much of a choice," Billy reminded you.

Left with nothing else to say, you continued down the path, mentally preparing yourself for what was to come.

Billy and you had yet to face your trials, which both comforted and worried you. On the one hand, if the next trial was for either of you two, it meant you could be okay even if Jen and Liia joined later.

But the goddess helps if the trial is for Lilia or Rio, for it would not end well unless they magically appear right on time, summoned by the road.

You were not sure if that was possible, for last time, you, Agatha, and the coven had not gotten separated. Instead, you have stuck together even if some of your fellow witches perished on the way.

You came to a halt in front of the huge gothic wooden double door, two heavy metallic rings with intricate designs right in the middle. This was an old but familiar way of knocking on doors before doorbells were invented.

"Guess we don't knock, right?" Billy asked, looking at you and Agatha.

"We didn't the last time," you reminded him. "Or any of the last times," you mumbled.

"Then why do you do it now?" Agatha questioned rhetorically and pushed the heavy doors, or at least tried. "They look far lighter than they are," she grunted, trying not to make a joke out of herself because she knew Billy would never let it go.

Thankfully, Jen was not present, for she would have commented already, but not in a nice way.

You looked at Billy and then chose to join her, doing your best to push against the heavy doors. Eventually, your combined efforts seemed to pay off, and you managed to make a big enough gap to pass through; darkness blocked your vision for a moment before things cleared.

Once you could see it again, you came face to face with your next trial.

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