Glynda and I returned to my private study.
"Dywera, explain what that is around your neck."
"This?" I looked down at the severed finger of Cemilian enchanted with magic, encased in glass suspended around my neck. "Hmph, my slave got full of himself and defied me. This is just a reminder to him about who is in charge," I said with a smile on my face.
"Restore his finger!" Glynda said her eyes glaring at me, like daggers.
"Glynda, we are friends however know your place, do no tell me what to do."
"Dwyera-" she attempted to rebuttal.
With the movement of my finger, arrows of magic appeared, surrounding Glynda.
"Dwyera why are you always so distrusting, I'm your friend stop this."
"Yet again you tell me what to do."
Glynda sighed and took in a deep breath, with a sharp exhale, my arrows of magic shattered into dust.
"Dwyera have you forgotten what I am. I am an Order Witch. Magic, of any kind I can shatter with a mere thought. Let's discuss this like civilized adults."
"The discussion is done. He is my slave, and mine to do with as I please."
"Please reconsider."
"Enough!"
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Black Thread (CPN) - Part I
Lãng mạnA cowardly man forced to serve an ancient and powerful Witch. A dark and mysterious woman with magic and powers beyond comprehension. She seeks something almost unobtainable. What kind of path will these two walk? What kind of pain awaits them? Wha...
