The Key to the Master's Heart - A Tale of the Kingdoms of Magical Beasts and Shapeshifters

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ling her

ad about her, something that attracted me to her, a force I could not explain. Indeed, I knew I was giving her my assurance that I would be there for her and I knew what that promise w

was shocked… her eyes widening. She wasn’t looking at me, I

uld not believe she could muster and I lost my bearing and fell to the

er hands against the coming arrow as if she would have caught it if possible. In that split

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uld still see what was going on very clearly. I watched the arrow go back so quickly, like she was the

oment of confusion. What

swer. It was magi

realized that even she had no idea what she had in her. She was just as surprised and confused as I was, or maybe she

at now was not t

ed as confused as ever but she nodded and followed me as we ran through the woods. I chose not to ask anything

ascertain that we were safe and the men were no longer behind us. We were just slowing do

he fresh water breeze as well and we found ourselves moving through the woods w

ing our faces, hands and legs. Then we collapsed on the sand beside each other in the co

I had to look at her to make sure she was really conscious. Then I nodded even though she wasn’t looking a

arted the topic, surprisingly. I wanted to keep th

ed dryly, going straight to the point. As a m

red out, watching the river. “It was dangerous! Wha

r it.” I assured her. “

e now. “I’ve never seen

those around. “You’re a witch…” I stated blankly. She suddenly looked pale and white as if she was scared t

se she needed time to think about it carefully. “That was why they

those women are not witches but they have become bloodthirsty, killing both normal people, even more

ied because of

ing like that. “You don’t have to blame

she asked me as tiny t

the Land of Caravan. I know an elder there who c

itch

I mentioned his name. “he

Master’. She wanted me to find someon

he was trying to know if I had an

t say. When we get to Caravan, we will ask Grenga. He

ool sand for a nap while I sat looking over the hor

miled, as if she realized that til

before shutting her

horizons again,

name of a be