The Return of the Witch Queen

Chapter Five

Diana’s Pov

A slow knock came at the door. I picked my tired body off the armchair where I sat earlier tending to a little sprout of lily growing in a little muddy abandoned vase.

Opening the door to whoever was standing outside beats my imagination.

“Fiona!”

Her name came out of shock but more of surprise.

“May I come in?” She asks not sparing me a look, her eyes fixed on the floor to the ...