A Sorceress Comes to Call

by T. Kingfisher

“If you need anything, I’ll be sleeping just off the dressing room. Just pull this cord and I’ll come at once.” Cordelia looked dutifully at the cord in question, nodded, and vowed that she would not pull it unless the house was on fire.

Cordelia had no experience with demons, but she was certain that they could not be as bad as her mother.