Yond added, "My father learned the poison was manufactured from the blood of a witch." Ella was at a loss for words.
"I don't…. 'I don't know, "she shook her head hopefully.
It's true that "none of us does," as Yond shurged.
"The witches are not intended to disobey the law, therefore this is rather perplexing. We can only assume they assaulted one of us to spark a full-scale conflict with us. You were the convenient scapegoat, I'm afraid. "While Ella was thinking, he got out from behind her and washed the napkin again in the bowl. Those witches launched an assault? If so, why? Her head began to hurt very little.
Oh... she just couldn't concentrate on anything for long. She was exhausted, hungry, and weak. The sound of riding hooves prompted Yond to get to his feet and investigate. He hastened to the glass and confirmed with a nod.
"the King has returned. "
After a moment, Ella looked at him with a swerve of her head.