Welcoming Cottage House

All three hands of the compasses moved, pointing in one direction.

"Wow, that is a cool accessory to have." She giggled shyly, like a little girl who had just received a present from her father.

Cuban pretended not to have noticed this.

"If that will be all, then I suggest that you begin your hunt already." Cuban turned and walked toward his throne.

"Oh, no! I just remembered something," she raised hand like an enthusiastic child trying to answer a question in class. "You see, I am down for the entire hunting thing, but as you know, I'll be entering another Witch's domain and all that. I don't think you noticed, but Ciri is an Elder Witch, and we do not even belong in the same coven. Besides, the Blood moon is around the corner and..."

Cuban frowned at her obvious Rumbling.

"How much is your fee?" He straight-up asked her.