Ragna
Almost immediately, I notice how young Louis’ aunt is, she could pass as her sister than her aunt. Another proof she’s a witch. White witches or even sages aren’t known to obsess about their youth, but their ageing is slowed compared to normal humans.
Louis looks a lot like her, the same curls in their hair but a slightly different shade. Her hair is a rich auburn that almost looks red. I think it’s called Mahogany, but somehow, it also seems blood red. It’s confusing as if she’s using an enchantment or a shimmer of illusion on her hair. It’s not unusual for witches to try and glamour their appearances, but Eloise is a white sage witch and she’s hiding something instead of exacerbating her beauty.
“Hi Aunty” Louis smiles.
Eloise’s green eyes lands on me before looking back at her
