Young girls with strong magic & the will of the good thrumming through their veins. They spend their days tending their herb gardens, crafting flower crowns imbued with kind thoughts, brewing love potions & pain stoppers, & piecing jewelry to bring luck.
We watched as she worked, chanting in demon languages. The room grew cold and mist clouded our vision. I almost lost him even though he was at my side, I caught his hand just in time. He pulled me close and then she spoke.