Chapter 24

There was only one important old individual who did not turn up, and she was a really important part of their ritual.

"Where on earth is Marietta?" Criselda, who had taken over the proceedings from the three others who had departed the circle after an hour, was irritated by the situation. It had not shocked anyone because it was evident that the hulking old hug was either attempting to return to her cabin in the witch village or had fallen asleep and forgotten about her responsibilities.

The silver-haired witch added, "Wipe off that bitter puss, sweetheart; she will come soon. Late usual." Norma spoke in hushed tones to Criselda. "She will come, maybe a day late," Norma added with a wink.

Criselda responded with a whisper, "She has the audacity to rule with a tyrant's majesty." "I am, and should continue to be, the leader of this coven."

"I think you should keep your mouth shut," Norma mumbled to her. "You have no chance against her strength if you are alone. You an