Chapter 17 (Juliana)

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The castle is the most amazing thing I have ever seen. It is made out of black stones and rose above the trees. I felt my mouth fall open. I almost felt drawn to it.

"It has that effect on most people," one of the witches says, giving me a small smile. "I'm Sienna, Caldina's second in command. That right there, with the brown and blue hair, is Esta, she is the third in command. Over there are Ingrid, Lucia, twins Vivian and Valeska, Winhilda, Fidelia, Willow, Arietta, Mave, and Cyrene. The hawk is Gavina, The black wolf is Shadow, and the white wolf is..."

"Artic, yeah I know, I named her."

"Good, she didn't have a name before."

"I'm Juliana, that's my brother Wesley, that's Lady Anya and her brother Cole. Oh and our jokester Beorn. He's Wesley's."

"Esta, show the men their room. Sienna, show the girls their room," Caldina snaps.

"Is your commander always this foul?"

Sienna chuckles, "No, I think it's because you led human men into our boundaries."

"Oh, sorry."

Anya and I follow Fidelia into the palace.

"This is your room," she says, then slams the door behind us.

"Well, this is just great. Were prisoners in a witch castle. Can't get much worse can it?" Anya says sarcastically.

I pull the map out from my pocket. Nothing, just great.

"How can you see and we can't?" Anya asks.

"I don't know. What do you think your father is doing?"

"Probably bragging about how he found a witch kingdom."

I laugh. "Even though we actually did."

"I wonder what the boys are up to."

"Probably trying to find a way out." We both giggle. "Boys."

Anya sighs, then yawns.

"Anya, you should go to bed."

Just then there is a knock on the door, I go over and open it. "Yes? Oh, Sienna."

"I thought you might be hungry."

"Starving."

"Good, I also told the servants to bring you some clothes."

"Thank you."

"Your maids should be here soon. Warning: they like to talk." Sienna leaves just as three older women enter. "My ladies. We need to get you ready for bed."

A couple of hours later, after a warm bath, hot food, and a cup of herbal tea. Anya and I fall asleep on the softest bed ever.

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