Little Red Riding Witch
The other ladies at the table nod their heads as well, agreeing with Marigold.
"I'm sorry," I inquire, confused. "True-born witch? What does that mean, exactly? Also, are you the leader of this" I try not to cough as I swallow another drink of my cocktail, "coven."
“Nah, she’s just like us,” Juniper intercedes, her red curls bouncing as she responds. “Our coven leader is still on his way. Although, leader is more of a formal term. He’s really just another point on our star, just like all of us.”
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