I woke to the sound of fighting.
"Ah, Ica, shuddup before I rip your eyes out..." I moaned, my customary morning greeting.
Usually Ica replies with "Shut up yourself, Ger, or I'll turn you into a spleen."
Today, she was silent.
"Ica? Angelica Acacia Atterson, you answer me right now, or I swear to..." I sat up and looked around. I was in a lonely, dark room. Wha...?
Then my memories came rushing back. Looking for Darque. Meeting Sha. Finding out Demon Kitty is Ha Mu. Seeing Darque from the shadows, his grey gossamer wings folding around him, and seeing rather than hearing him whisper, "Nullus bima nocui voto tui vel universus ministeri funus."
AKA, they won't be able to really hurt me, or they'll die.
I scrambled to my feet-my wounds had already healed-and began battering down the door.
The battle had begun.
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Witches
FantasyIca is one of the few "dangerous" witches living in the country. When one of her potions is used to assassinate the King, she, her twin brother Gerald, and their friend Bella are thrown into a web of intrigue and mystery that dates back centuries.
