Witch of the Throne
The lady laughed at his foolish conclusions, and swayed the black fringes of hair that the wind blew to her face.
"As if you'd cost that much. It's still me, tch. You've seen Anne alter her hair colour, it's no different."
Her voice remain the same, and finally Tristan breathed a sigh of relief.
"No different she says. You magic users are scary."
Serina toon another steps towards the well-lighted gate where lies beyond a huge mansion that was long since converted into a lavish gambling establishment.
She spoke once again, "It's a Clandestine Tavern, if you happen to bump into a familiar place, do not present yourself. Just ignore them and so will they."
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