Anna sat with the cup of tea that Mrs. Bakke had brewed, while Kristoff eyed it suspiciously.
"Do you really live up here all alone, Mrs. Bakke?" Anna asked.
"There are a few of us up this way. I'm the only one who visits the churchyard these days. Mrs. Pedersen makes a little bit of money from travelers who stop by for spells."
"Spells?" Kristoff asked.
"Yes, some people believe she has occult knowledge."
"Does she?" Kristoff asked.
The woman raised an eyebrow. "It's a living."
Kristoff frowned. "That didn't answer-"
"Can you tell us more about her, Mrs. Bakke?"