Jayce
"Oh please, don't you start again. You know very well that I'm not too fond of magic, yet you keep blabbering about it awfully close to me.
You think I wouldn't know what you are playing at? Did you forget we had a truce before? If so, then I don't mind breaking it myself" The glasses witch faltered before fixing her spectacles and stepping back with a 'huff'
Serves you right.
After all, she was trying to be a brat for no reason. We clearly talked about not pressing each other’s sore spots, also known as 'Love for magic' and 'Hatred for magic'
They sound like book titles and we could certainly pen down one or two on the former. However, she breached our agreement first, and although I would have returned it two- no tenfold- to her, I can't because little deer is here with us,
