The witches' meet, or gathering as Rithian referred to it, was held at the basement of a brothel, in a hidden room behind a hollow wall. Rithian paused at the entrance, scanning the cozy interior with narrowed eyes. Misa followed suit, though she was more interested in the paintings on the walls.
Portraits of women with crowns of flower, landscape paintings of mountains, the sky, and a forest. Misa wished to get a closer look, to see the texture each stroke of a brush had left behind, but she tore her eyes away and followed when Rithian began to move once more.
They stayed close to the wall, mostly because a large, round table took most of the space the small room offered. Dozens of chairs squeezed around, and there were already several witches seated, chatting amongst one an
