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A deal with the devil.
“Contrary to what you may believe, I do not want you weak, Witchling.
You’re the only one standing in your way.
Pain was messy and chaotic and everything I couldn’t allow in the moments leading up to my only shot at freedom. Anger was safer.
This was the magic of love, of mutual respect that came from a symbiotic relationship that could not be taught. Willow was one with the earth around her, in a way that would have been a tragedy to take from her.
I only wanted to watch her learn how to embrace what it was to burn.
The witch was mine, and I would not allow them to hurt her for the crimes of her ancestor.
She’d behaved as a queen, when I’d still been expecting a girl.
