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Verdict

"We cannot have her here." The first witch screamed.

"She should be banished." Another added, shouting louder than the first.

"Queen Celest, she is not one of us. We must burn her." The third shouted even louder than the previous two, igniting the rest of the witch community to chorus her last words.

"Burn her. Burn her. Burn her to the ground."

"Quiet." Celest the Queen of the witches of Earlham shouted and at once the crowd went silent. She rested back on her throne, crossing her legs so elegantly as she looked at Aerona. Her daughter who now knelt in front of her throne with hands bounded with silver chains. Behind Aerona, the crowd of her sisters and followers stood, angry like a raging tempest ready, and waiting to swallow her foe.

"We are not barbarians. We do not burn our own kind." Celest said.

"She is not one of us. She is not our kind. She betrayed our kind and freed those monsters." They all shouted. Celest rubbed her temple ad she heard their words. Aerona had really done
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