"Food?"

"Food."

They awkwardly joined everyone else at the wooden circular table. Before Navalia could sit down, Camila gave her a big hug.

"Thank you for looking after my daughter. You're a brave girl for all that you've been through. Please, eat."

"O-ok..."

She served la bandera Dominicana, which is rice with beans on top, and choice meat, this particular dish using chicken and a slice of avocado.

The witch kids had never eaten anything like it, but it tasted great.

Navalia and Hunter went back to the bathroom to get stuff to clean up the kids and whatever injuries they could've gotten from earlier.

"Hey, so... thanks again for not saying anything about the... g-word situation."

"No need. I told you, it's your personal information to tell people."

He fiddled with his fingers as she collected the bandaids, cotton balls, and disinfectant. "If I were to tell anyone... do you think they'd hate me for being a copy of a witch hunter?"

"What? Of course not! Look at me."

She took his hand in hers and looked straight into his eyes.

"If they hate you for something that was never your fault, then they're stupid. You are a completely different person than who you were based off. I care about you either way. If they don't, it's their loss. I'm with you till the end, Hunter."

She kissed his cheek. When she pulled away, she noticed something on his shirt and gasped.

"You're bleeding! Take it off!"

Before he could do it himself, Navalia practically tore off his shirts to see why he was bleeding. There was a gold chain under his clothes, the ring she had given Hunter a while ago hanging from it.

The heart had broken during all the action, and the shards had dug into his skin.

"Your ring."

"I'll get the pieces out."

"I'm so sorry—"

"It's ok. It's merely jewelry. I'm just glad it didn't hurt you too bad."

She drew a circle in the air. It flickered faintly. Navalia clearly struggled to get it to work and have it take out the broken parts.

The pieces fell on the ground with little tinks and she leaned on the sink for support, out of breath.

"Nav? Are you ok? What happened?"

She just looked down, astonished and confused.

"I shouldn't have struggled that much for such a simple spell..."

She shook it off and cleaned and bandaged the wound the ring left. She wrapped her cloak around him as a cover-up in the meantime.

𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘌𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨                         Tнe Goldeɴ GυαrdWhere stories live. Discover now