Varken stood, his hands around the witch's throat.

“Did my mother put you up to these,” he spat, with rage, and the witch nobbed, he tossed her away like a rag doll, in a second he reached out to me, intending to hold my hands.

“No…no you can't take me back there” I snapped at him and he looked at me.

“This isn't an option, you're coming back with me, do you really think I would look away when I know you're here, knowing you may try something stupid” he snapped back and I ...