Zane turns his head abruptly, shakimg my hand off.

"Zane." I say softly, prying at him.

He looks back at me and I see his eyes widen slightley. I place both hands on his mask and start to softly pull it off his head.

"Sky. You can't." He says stoping my hand.

He sounded almost sad. I knew he meant it though. If he's putting up this much of a fight it must be important. I decide not to bug him about it anymore. Well besides the occational tease. There's no way I'm stopping that. I trust Zane. Well I don't FULLY trust him, but I know he would never hurt me on purpose and he would help me with almost anything if I asked. Now that I think about I don't actually completely trust anyone. Not even Marrie. Nof fully.

"It's alright...I'll just assume you're a weird one." I laugh, trying to get him to feel better, "I'm joking, I know it's important to you. Anyways. I have to go back to the market. I want to look for those ingredients Marrie wanted again."

I give a little courtesy/bow and jump out of the tree house. I grab the rope and swing around landing on a branch, then another, finally to the ground.

I turn the corner toward the market, but enter a small spice shop around the corner. I go up to the counter and hand the man a paper with the name of the ingredient I can't find anywhere on it. The man was a short, plump man with a long, brown beard and glasses. When he read the paper his eyes widened.

"I cannot help you. Your kind is not welcome here. Get out!" He yelled.

"What?" I say, shocked at gis response,"I- It's just a- a some ingredient for some cake! What do you mean?"

"That is no simple ingredient girl now get out!"

"Well what is it then!"

"Go! I- If you don't I- I'll scream. Y- You'll regret it."

"What is it!" I yell confused.

"Girl if you truely do not know. I beg you to leave it alone." The man says.

"Please." I beg.

"I- I- It ahh I cannot miss."

"Good sir. I have come this far to ask tou if you have one simple thing and you have been nothing but rude! If you're not going to tell me what you are babbling on about I will not leave!"

"Black magic."

I freeze. It can't be. What is Ma' doing trifiling with black magic?

"You have been warned, now leave. Go!" The man yells.

I stumble out the door in shock and begin to run home.

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