My fiance

''Bewitched?' Aleister, who was acting unbothered all this time finally spoke up. 

Luciana stepped forwards, ''Your Highness,'' she greeted the man, her voice soft and her movements elegant. 

The corner of Esme's brows twitched ever so slightly.

''Yes?" Aleister glanced at her.

''Have you heard of witchcraft bewitchment?" 

''Witchcraft bewitchment?'' Aleister narrowed his eyes slightly. 

Esme quietly lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers, a slight pout formed on her lips. All this time, what was she doing trying to find out more about merfolk? She should have looked into the witches instead. Today, they would not have needed these people to answer his questions. Humph!