~ Cottage in the north (shapeshifting realm) ~

Amula (the witch) coddled the rest that no longer possessed her hand close to her chest. That Vampire had gone mad.

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She moved around the cluttered room. It was her cottage that they were practicing magic in. Amula had a different cottage for practicing magic and making potions just like any other witch did but what did not work in her favour was the man who had asserted his presence throughout her cabin.

Her eyes move over to every corner of the room. The design of the cabin was pretty much similar to what every cabin for a witch ducting magic was. There was a large cabinet on the wall that contained all the recipe ingredients necessary. Not only that but there was a stop in the middle of the room above which was the sky light that opened whenever she wanted. It was used whenever she had to perform magic that used the moon as the source of energy.

Half of her ingredients were gone and so were her logs that were used to cook the portions.

Her eyes squinted at the ingredients. What was he doing with those?

It did not make sense. He had not even been here for the past few months.

"Which is why I find this fishy," she spoke to her familiar which was a raven, "what did my sister do that had him disappeared for months and now that he is back all he does is keep on cooking."

She tsked under her breath. The most hilarious thing about it all was that he left no evidence of what he had done after he was finished. The book that he brought came with him and went away with him. He did not leave it unattended for even a second.

She look at the raven again and narrowed her eyes, "shoo, and tell me when he comes back."

The raven slapped his wings twice before moving out of the skylight and flying away.

She stepped towards the cabinet before a poof was heard. "Sister," Amula said without turning back.

"Hello, my darling sister." Welma grinned and looked around the messy room, "how long has it been since you last cleaned?"

"I cleaned last night!" Amula snapped. "What is wrong with that Vampire? I no longer want to have any business with him!"

Welma shook her head. "You must."

"Why?" Amula questioned her as an instinct before she turned to her sister with knowing eyes, "what did you do?"

Welma shrugged and moved around the room kicking things away that came in her way. "Nathaniel wanted to meet his estranged mate that he believed was in Limbo."

"But she is in Limbo," Amula confirmed, "Isla was a friend and I know where she is."

"You do." Welma waved to her, "but I did something completely different."

Amulya waited for her sister to carry on and tell her what she did but Welma took her sweet time kicking things around.

"Well, are you going to talk?!" She snapped finally, "it would be better and helpful for both of us if I know what you have done this time!"

"My, my, don't excuse me like I have done something wrong." Welma laughed slightly. "What I have done will grant us something that we have only longed for."

Amula disagreed, "I do not know about you but I have longed for a coven all my life and I have never received one because of you. It is always you who is the reason for me leaving every coven that has ever tried to make us feel welcomed."

"Small dreams," Welma shrugged, "I made it deal with the devil." She revealed.

"With who?" Amula whispered in shock. Devil? Her sister made the deal with the devil?

Making a deal with the devil was something that humans believed in. No one ever made a deal with the devil. All they ever did was summon a demon who would give them what they wanted as an illusion and then take whatever they desired.

The devil never appeared no matter what sacrifices were made. If her sister had been a fool enough to think that the devil would appear in front of a witch then Amula could only imagine what she had done.

"Welma, even if coven leaders are the great witches from the royalty try to summon the devil it is not certain that he would appear. What makes you say that whatever you are trying to do will make him up here in front of you?"

Welma's answer was immediate as if he had been waiting for this one. "A bigger sacrifice, bigger and better than anyone has ever seen. Nothing excites the devil more than a bastard and imagine a bastard King lying down to death."

Amula had already disagreed with tears in her mind but she heard and processed her sister's words. She had sent Nathaniel to Limbo previously.

But I was the question: how was she sure that it was Nathaniel who returned?

"When you sent him to Limbo did you check? Did you check his soul to see who came back?"

Welma scowled slightly. "Why would I do that?"

Amula shook her head and stumbled back. "What?" She scoffed, "you never check who came back?" She fell silent for 2 minutes before yelling at the top of her voice, "DID YOU NOT PAY ATTENTION TO WHAT THEY TOLD US THE FIRST THING ABOUT LIMBO?!"

"Everything's fine!" Welma gave an exaggerated sigh, "Nothing is happen—" she choked on the word as Amula's eyes widened.

An arrow ripped through her sister's heart and Seconds later Welma fell down on the floor.

Amula's ice did not move away from her sister that was now lying dead on the very floor that she once stood on.

Her mind was completely blank and it did not process that her sister just died in front of her.

Her sister fell to her death in a second, in a blink.

Just as she blink and fell out of the shock the next thing that came to her mind was herself.

She was going to be next because this was a warning.