A/N: So this little chapter will focus on the villain of the story. No not Eleanor but Edith. Readers have rarely seen the true witch.

A well-read woman is a dangerous creature.
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Throughout her life Edith had been asked what made you become the woman you are today. A man? Your past? Hardly, she loved being evil, such fun it was to kill and torment people. She was evil for evil sake. Why did her past have to define that? She was smart, intelligent and in this era men did not like that. A dangerous thing, if woman did not know how to stay silent Edith on the other hand took it in its strife using it to her advantage. She loved being the reason why men feared well-read women.

She took great pleasure in cursing England centuries ago especially when that annoying brat and her goody-goody husband died. Eleanor had tried to kill the witch but failed. Not many people had seen Edith, she was tall, taller than the average woman with long blue hair the same colour as her eyes. From where she stood she felt it, the cold breeze of betrayal and she knew who had given her up that foolish mother of Sophie.

"Eleanor, seeking to destroy me once again. It won't work, I am a supreme witch I cannot be killed…unless…oh you're smart Edith. Very smart I'll just have to stop you before you succeed." But then she remembered, Edith was protected, as long as the magic circle remained on Eleanor's arm she was safe. Edith couldn't do anything until the circle disappeared.

"Oh well, I will wait until it fades, they take a lot of energy and don't last that long. I'm a patient person. As Sophie was too."

Eleanor cackled, gracefully twirling around her lair. (not so much as a lair but a really evil penthouse hidden in the capital). "You couldn't stop me when Sophie was killed what makes you think you can now. You trust these people who a few weeks ago where trying to hunt you down and break the curse you put on them so you could see your daughter again."

~* 400 years ago*~

"You did his Queen Sophie if you hadn't broken the spell you wouldn't be cowering against your husband knowing your fate."

"I did what I had too, you don't have to do this but you will because you hate that we were smart enough to break your spell. Thank you! Thank you for bringing me and Andrew together because your spell gave me the courage to tell him how I really felt." Sophie clutched her husband's hand, whilst he crushed her against his chest.

Edith gave her a pitiful look, before her eyes flashed and Andrew gasped falling to the ground in agony. Sophie screamed at her to stop. She didn't. Andrew held Sophie's hand, his eyes wide he struggled to speak, despite the pleas from his wife to save his strength.

"I love…you. I love you…so much. I'm sorry… we're in this mess bec…because of me."

Tears ran down her face, "I love you too, it wasn't your fault it was mine, and I love you." His grip on her hand weakened and fell to his side. He was gone. Dead. Eleanor killed Sophie whilst her back was turned. Defenceless. She died with stab wounds , Eleanor wanted her to have a painful death, unlike Andrew. The last thing she saw was the witch's face, her smile and cold eyes.

"This is the only way to stop Edith. But-" Corrine glanced at the now good witch, despite what she had done she didn't want this to happen.

"Yes, don't worry it'll work." Eleanor smiled, her pale skin nearly transparent in the candle light. It was late and the only people who were up were Corrine and her friends and the witch.

"But at what expense, she dies and so-" Aramina demanded. She was never really supportive of this suicide mission. "The world is free from Edith and everyone is safe. There has to be another way, a better way. It is a cold thing. It's like we 're throwing you to the dogs."

"As you may know" Viveca interrupted "I do not like sorceresses, they destroyed my family but even I think this is a bad idea. Une idée terrible. I think we should wait."

"I know you girls mean well, your lovely girls like my daughter and her friends. This magic circle will not last forever and as soon as it fades Edith will be here, I spoke the truth and she will come and seek revenge. She won't stop, she is a cold murderess my daughter was killed in cold blood, and I can't let that happen again to you girls." Eleanor said, standing and turning to look at every girl individually. She smiled and gave them each a sad look. "You'll be oaky. When you wake up I will be gone."

"What?" Confused Corrine stood and she realised Eleanor was casting her spell. The blonde's eyes felt heavy and she sat back down, falling to the side her eyes closing. Asleep. Eleanor apologised softly, she wouldn't…couldn't allow the girls to help. It would mean their deaths. Tomorrow Eleanor would be gone, traveling to find the source of Edith's magic. Somewhere in the mountains. It would kill her, she already knew that. She wasn't afraid, didn't fear the reaper that had been behind ever since Sophie's death. She would die and that was okay, because Edith would die as well.

"I'm coming for you Edith so watch out and prepare to die in the same manner you killed my daughter and son in- law."