Chapter 62

Just as Abby lifted her hand to knock on the door, Mirella’s clear voice reached her ears as the door swung open from inside, leaving her stunned for a moment.

“You didn’t disappoint me,” the witch uttered, sounding too casual as if she had long expected her

visit.

The moment the door fully opened, Abby could see her sitting at the same table they sat at the day Abby came to consult her for the first time.

The girl took long strides to the said table as she dropped into the chair across from the witch.

“I know you have some questions,” Mirella prompted when Abby didn’t say anything even after she

entered the hut as the door closed behind her.

Hearing this, Abby didn’t have any doubts that Mirella had been indeed waiting for her.

Without wasting any more time, the girl immediately dived into the topic that was bothering her the most. “Do you know anyone named Calpin?”

“Calpin?” Mirella repeated after Abby as she raised a brow at her.

“My mother told me about him,” she elaborated a little, trying to make Mirella understand why she was hung up on this bedtime story her mother told her.

She explained how Riley implicitly warned her about this man time and again.

After she was done talking, Abby didn’t notice how she held her own breath as Mirella wouldn’t say anything but kept staring at her.

“So?” Abby started slowly. “Was it just a lullaby with no particular meaning?” She asked Mirella out loud when she couldn’t tolerate the suspense anymore.

And how surprised she was when the witch finally opened her mouth. “The man in your mother’s bedtime stories is a real person.”

“A real person?” Abby couldn’t help but repeat after her.

She thought about it a lot and was mentally prepared for both possible outcomes. One being Riley, Abby’s mother, just choosing a random yet single name for the bad guy in all her lullabies.

The second being her mother was talking about a real dark wizard who stopped at nothing to fulfill his own greed for power.

Still, when the witch confirmed that the person named Calpin was real, she couldn’t help but widen her eyes.

On the other hand, the witch still had this nonchalant expression on her face as she proceeded to

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Abby’s earlier question. “Yes, he

dark wizard?” Abby couldn’t help but gasp out loud as Mirella began to clear her doubts about Calpin one by one.

her mother told was true and not some just

it to be.

indeed someone named Calpin in the past. He was a magic user,

to all kinds of evil things just to become the

or less, the same as what her

need to hold back anything at all like Riley as she

ask this when she thought about the person who was instigating those rogues to attack

by a witch before she trapped him inside a cave and started

and seemed as if her mother changed some parts to accommodate a ten year old

felt the need to confirm every single part she remembered about that dark magic user.

of the things she could recall about Calpin from

part of him being locked up in a cave wasn’t

more she could confirm that the person Riley talked about was real

to get what he wanted until he had to be detained in a

couldn’t help but think about the unknown

she couldn’t decide if she should divulge the things Micah found out from his investigation about the other Calpin in front of Mirella when she sounded too

a little

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as she continued to recount everything

people knew about this dark magic user,” the witch said, grabbing Abby’s wandering off attention

one could only find one or two witches in this whole kingdom, not many people knew how

power.

even one witch in one’s lifetime was very

her mother also told her this part.

only witches knew about Calpin as the legend was only passed

cave was the sole responsibility of the

next generations of the witch who subdued that dark magic user. Which

Abby fell into a dilemma. If both were the same person, then it was impossible for this dark magic user to pull strings

at the witch’s

ve sent a

evening and she missed lunch, the girl immediately bade farewell to

the Red River pack, it didn’t take the King

to rush the coachman to move the carriage faster and before

pack yet, even

even though they were practically neighboring territories, they were

now and had fewer people to spare,

casual news.

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