[Sebastian POV] “What was that all about, Agatha? Who was Glinda?” I asked her. I never saw her talk roughly and coldly until now. And that, too, to my parents. I paced inside the bedroom as she stood by the window, emotionless. Her cold expression looked troubling. I had never seen Agatha this way before. She was always warm and respectful toward others. Did my parents offend her? I had many questions that required answers from her, but I couldn’t force her to tell me things she wasn’t prepared to share. Just as I was convinced she wouldn’t answer, her next words surprised me. “She was my mother. I never mentioned her name to anyone, the coven called her the High Priestess, never by name, not even once.”
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