Whitestone Coven

Chapter Nineteen

Year; 1756
Harold Deyes
Harold Deyes was a husband to to a witch. He knew about all that stuff, and never really minded it. His wife never was a supreme but had given him enchantments in case of emergency.
He never had used them until one night he awoke hearing loud sounds coming from outside the room.
Quickly getting up he opened the door to see two white men trying to tie up his wife.
He was in shock. He couldn't move.
But she had it all under control.
She had mind control so she just made them untie her then go grab kitchen knifes and slit their own throats.

Year; 2015 modern era
Erins P.O.V
So I'm just going sit here in my room doing nothing.
How classy.
I come to such a beautiful house and get treated with this kind of respect?!
I'm expected to just sit here and be by myself.

At least the rooms nice, wait.
The bedspread.
It's got pink flowers on it, but, it's got these weird little tassel things on the edges.
I dont do tassels.
I walk over to the bed and pull off the bedspread. Underneath is just your average white sheets, which I guess are okay. I go over to my bag and pull out everything.
More then half the bags space was filled with my comforter.
I knew I wasn't going to like the one given to me so I brought my own.
I lay the comforter on the bed and man does it look a lot better.

After folding and putting away all my clothes and that comforter in the closet, I grab my iPad.
I wonder if they have any wifi here.
Gracie and (y/n) don't have to worry about that since they have built in wifi on their phones.
Grace Lee and myself only have tablets so we need wifi.

Without any wifi I set down my iPad and walk over to the window.
I open up the curtains which is a lot harder then it looks. The curtains much weigh hundreds of pound.
Or I'm weak.
I walk back to the bed and lay down.
Might as well read, since there's nothing else to do.