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By the Coven
Part XII: In His Thoughts That Take Flight

He refused water and food out of sheer pride, but then the exhaustion and thirst finally reached him and he grudgingly accepted. She never made a comment and rarely spoke a word after her cool statement.

So he spent the day in her company, bedridden in an attic that served as a hideout for the Coven.

She spent her time bent over a book or working at a small table on the opposite side of the table cutting, storing, and organizing herbs.

Where are the rumoured dead bodies, the rituals of blood-drinking, the insanity?

Nothing but small, simple, mundane things.

Fin.


Author's Note: So I realized that I posted the same chapter twice last time, woops (thanks TheOneMagic for the notice!). For anyone who is interested in Nocturne, I am currently in the midst of writing it. I'll working on it! Don't worry! It will not be abandoned!

Thank you to: TheOneMagic, OoPoPcAnDy, and AurelianRebels for the review.

TheOneMagic: Thanks for catching that and telling me. I would have honestly just left it without realizing it.

OoPoPcAnDy: Slapped with a faceful of words - that is my new favourite phrase.

AurelianRebels: Not a bad idea. I'll take that into consideration, ahaha. I don't have an ending for this story yet. Ahem. Thanks for your support - I know how much people are waiting to know what is going to happen next. I hope I won't disappoint.

Until next time!

Cordially,
EireneHarmonia