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LEO'S POV.

It's been a few weeks since the witch and I sacrificed Olivia's blood on the tree and a little war broke out. Like a child's play, a day turned into days, and days turned into weeks. I called it a little war because the bloodshed wasn't as gross as I had wanted it to be. While the witch and I had agreed that we needed to stay calm and let Olivia do all the killings, even though I wasn't pleased with that fact.

No, it wasn't just the fact that I wasn't pleased with. I was also not pleased with the witch who had taken it over herself to turn to the leader after we had taken over Black Shrout but there was little to nothing I could do while she was still in control of everything.

I had to let her be and watch at the sidelines while she kept ordering what was left of the people of Black Shrout all around in their own kingdom. The few people that had dared to question her authority she had made sure that their breath seized the very next second. After she had used about ten peop