A young witch spoke up abruptly, breaking the tense atmosphere.
With lips pressed together and hands clasped nervously, she approached timidly.
Whispering softly, she confided, âI witnessed your recent actions and words.
In my view, you exemplify kindness, fully deserving the title of our supreme witch.
Moreover, I trust you wonât betray us like Gale did!â
Her voice rang out with clarity, and her sincerity was evident in her expression.
Her eyes glistened with admiration.
A twitch ran through my nose.
In the midst of the heavy silence, I had braced for the worst.
Yet her unexpected courage and support caught me off guard.
âThank you!â
Her words broke the tension, instilling confidence in every witch present.
Encouraged by the first, other witches followed suit, their voices growing bolder with each step.
âDebra, we willingly acknowledge you as our supreme witch.
â
âDebra, we are ready to comply with your directives.
â
âDebra.
â
Their unified voices filled the air like the sweetest melody.
I couldnât help smiling.
This was fantastic! It went even smoother than I had expected.
Clearing my throat, I addressed them confidently.
âEveryone, thank you for placing your trust in me.
I assure you, I wonât betray that trust.
I will put an end to the plight of our homeless witches and establish our own community.
â
âAs the alpha of the Thorn Edge Pack, I vow to put an end to the hatred between our two races and absolve the witches of any blame,â
Caleb declared, stepping forward with solemnity.
The witches were overcome with emotion, tears streaming down their faces.
They gazed at me with gratitude, their voices choked with emotions.
âDebra, thank you.
Youâve given us hope when we needed it most.
â
They knew full well that without my intervention, Caleb wouldnât have been so quick to forgive.
Coincidentally, the gloomy sky gave way to bright sunlight, piercing through the clouds with a warm, golden glow.
Caleb and I exchanged smiles and clasped each otherâs hands firmly.