"Uh-huh!" Norah nodded, "He's got another name, Xavier. He used to be a mercenary and fought alongside Estelle. I just found out he's actually Grandpa Hanson's son." Henson's eyes sparkled with admiration, "I knew there was something special about him. He's Estelle's comrade in arms!"

Norah chuckled, "Mention Estelle, and your eyes light up!"

"Well, that's all the more reason I should help you!" Henson declared.

"How can you help me?"

"What's your plan for winning him over?"

"I don't have one."

Henson frowned, "How can you expect to succeed without a plan?"

Norah defended herself, "Love is subjective. It has nothing to do with having a plan!"

"How can you say it doesn't matter? How did Estelle end up with Jonathan?"

Norah fell silent, her eyes wide.

"Think it over!" Henson stood up, "I'm off to play some video games."

Norah pouted, hugging a cushion, "But you said you'd help me!"

the game plan first, then

isn't a game,

a witch, and she couldn't help but laugh and cry at the

again. Just thinking that Xavier

responded much quicker this

"Tonight's cloudy."

frustrated she was speechless. Plans?

than planning a

was

Mars!

The next morning

heard a "knock,

mumbled sleepily, barely able to open

and open the door," Henson called

eye open, "It's

gear and holding a soccer ball,

at Norah, "Got

cocoon

witches are more diligent than

asked, "How are

own. That's all their own hard work, isn't it?" Norah

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