Chapter seventy two

After our big meal of deer soup and bread we gathered outside the motel because a room was too small for us to stay in together.

“What’s the plan when we get back home?” Henrietta asked.

“We haven’t even called your parents that we are coming back yet” Lucy added.

“I’ll call them tonight” Lucian said.

“Good. Now back to the issue of the heirloom” Henrietta started again.

“As for the dragons we need more time to figure it out. But for the witches it should be with the most ancient witch coven” Jack said.

We all made reason with his assumptions. It was definitely the only reasonable thing we could come up with.

“With that being said. Which coven is the oldest?” I asked.

“It should me my mother’s. She also told me about how old our coven was. It even irritated my dad a lot.

“You have any idea where it is or who the heirloom might be with?” Jack asked. She nodded her head left to right.

“My mother never disclosed those type of information because I wasn’t old enough and she died b