BLOODLINE OF WITCHES
she managed to say, her heart beating faster than ever.
Slowly, with his stare fixed on her, Robert let go of her hand, wondering why his heart felt this way. Looking away, an awkward feeling overwhelming him, he sat on the bed diverting his gaze back to her, "I know that you shouldn't be helping me Merga, our worlds are different, sworn enemies. In my life, I have never thought of coming in contact with a witch, but here I am alive for the second time because of one, something that I won't ever have imagined" he paused glancing around, "My father did the wrong thing wiping some of your being away, he got the wrong idea of who witches are and he did that because of the fear in him" his eyes
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