The Dryads (25)

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"I don't want that to happen to you, Lucia. So promise me."

"Promise me you won't perform magic as a girl."

The words I once heard back in France returned to my mind.

Monsieur Houdin warned me about this. But to think there was an actual person being called a witch here...was unexpected.

"The Forest Witch knows her way with dangerous poisons. She's merciless to those who enter into her domain." The lady continued, but all I could think was wonder if this person was being accused. Just like Jeanne d'arc. "Never tread left, always stay on your right otherwise she'll be out to get you!"

Once the lady was finished with her words, she reminded me again. "Beware the Forest Witch."

As I watched the lady return to town, I frowned.

'What if the Forest Witch isn't a bad person?' I wondered, before returning my gaze over to the forest.

'Maybe she was blamed for something people feared for...like Monsieur Dubin told me.'

"Coo?" Blanche tilted her head at me. I smiled sadly at her. "I guess everyone likes to look at the bad side before they even start caring about someone."

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