"You are a liar," Caitlin stated, "You lied to my family. You are not human. You are a black witch."

The man gave her a smile, "Black witch? I think you need some sleep. You must be stressed with the wedding that is going to be held in the next few days," she moved again when he made his move of coming closer to her. He then sighed, a tired one before he said, "I lied? What about you? You said you were a human, yet you are a white witch."

Caitlin didn't know how this had happened. If it weren't for her aunt and her...her sister-in-law...the blood in her face drained and lost all possible color in it. 

Her brother didn't know he was married to a black witch...she had to let him know.

"I never asked to be married," she hissed at him, "Wait until my brother and my aunt and uncle find out about it."

"You naive witch. How do you think my sister got married and I got engaged to you? It was your relatives who wanted it to happen," Caitlin looked at him with a look of disbelief. 

"You are lying."

"You should go ask them. I am sure they would be happy to let you know that they sold you for a deal with the black witches. You see, my dear. We had a ritual to be completed and it's been done. I thought to spend my life with you...yet here you are trying to hurt me," he gave her a sad look that made the woman grit her teeth. 

"I didn't know who you were then," Caitlin didn't put her hand down and continued to have the knife face him.

"What does it matter? I love you and you love me," his words were dripping with lies and Caitlin could finally see it. Things she had failed to notice earlier she was able to see it now, "Though I do have a question. I have been meticulous when it comes to you. How did you even know?" 

The woman wondered if she should answer it, "Your shoes," he tilted his head and then looked down to see the mud in there. His shoes were covered in mud, "You killed the witch hunter." 

Robarte stared at the woman, "I don't think you were there when I did the deed."

"Why did you kill him?" she demanded answers, "Why me? Why us?" She knew black witches were cruel but who knew that the person she had thought was to be good would do this to her. How would she have known that it was a black witch who her aunt and uncle had set her up with? 

"Always so questioning," he stared at her, "We needed a sibling who would consume the relations.h.i.+p physically. You were the perfect candidate for it."

Caitlin wished it were lies but she had gone back, tracing his footsteps in the evening out of doubt as his replies had appeared to be dodgy. Who knew that she would end up in the forest to find a man being buried not properly as the hand stuck out from the ground.

When Robarte went to grab her, the woman had slipped away and had started to run in an effort to let her brother know about it but that never came as his sister had joined the chase to kill the woman. And then the white witch had disappeared in thin air. He had tried searching for her, for a good six years before giving up that she had died somewhere. 

Going down the broken house, his sister Laurae appeared in front of him. 

"Where are you going?" she asked him. 

"To bring some amus.e.m.e.nt home," he answered her before asking, "Did you find the toad?" 

Laurae rolled her eyes, "I don't even understand what you are doing keeping them alive when you can kill them, instead of worrying about the toads running away," she stated, "I didn't find it anywhere." 

"The toad should be here in the mansion. It can't leave the mansion as the spell still holds. Watch the house for me," Robarte said, unlocking the door, he stepped out of the house. 

The black witch walked away from the door uncaringly. 

Durik who had been hiding had come out in search of food as he was hungry, flopping one jump after another where he saw the hideous looking witcher step out of the house. He had hoped to step out of the house finally but by the words of the witcher, it seemed that he was stuck here for now but what if the witcher had said it just to keep him in the house so that he wouldn't try running away? 

He wanted to test but just when he went to the door, he saw how the window was broken. The last time he had tried to cross over an open door, it hadn't worked. He had jumped to only bonk his head at an invisible wall. 

He flopped himself, one jump after another when he noticed the woman walking towards the room where the toads were placed. Not moving from where he sat, he saw the woman bring out a toad in her hand and she took it to another room. Durik was no cat but a frog right now but the curiosity had him tail her. 

All the while he made sure to not let the witch find out that he was right behind her. 

He saw the witch hold the toad in her hand and she ran a spell, a green smoke surrounding the frog before it turned to a naked man. Durik had no time to process as the witch slit the man's throat to see him fall dead on the ground. 

His already big eyes turned bigger and he quickly escaped from the spot. According to the black witch, he should have turned to a human by now but he was still stuck as a toad. Right now he preferred to be a toad until he would be rescued from here.

Lady Grace was in here too! The Quinn's family must have noticed the absence of her and would have begun the search. It had been more than three days but no one visited this mansion. He doubted anyone would ever come here. Escaping from here was almost impossible but Durik didn't want to live here forever eating insects. In the beginning, he wanted to go far far away but after seeing Lady Grace die, he wanted to let the Quinn's know what happened. 

He was sure someone would get to know about it but would he be alive until then was the real question. The house reeked of a foul smell with death lingering in the air. In the past few days, he had also come to find out that this black witch was Lady Penelope's mother. All the information made his head spin.

"There froggy froggy. Where are you?" called the black witch making Durik gulp, "I know you are here. Come out unless you want to die like this."