Chapter 131. Maeve

“Can you give me one too? Witch name the price and it’s yours but make a mystical pouch for me too.” Vladimir sounded like a giddy kid with the wicked mischievous gleam in his eyes. Esmeray could see the wheels running in his head. He might be thinking about the ways he could use a mystical pouch.

“Why do you need this pouch?” Esmeray couldn’t hold back her curiosity.

“I need it to carry some of my personal belongings with me.”

“Personal belongings like cupcakes?” She teased.

Esmeray laughed when Vladimir rolled his eyes at her in annoyance. “I can’t make it. It was a gift from someone I once considered a friend.” After a few moments shaking her head she replied with a sigh.

“What happened? Trouble in your witchy paradise?” Vladimir had meant to tease Esmeray but the way the witch gazed at him with sadness filled in her hazel eyes, his heart constricted. He didn’t know why but he didn’t like that look in her eyes.

“Bloodbath in the witchy paradise