"We could have pretended to not know anything," Morgan sighed. This was precisely why she recomnded there should be a way for them to know what custors had called for them.
"We don’t know anything about Vincent," Minerva said, switching from what she had said earlier.
"Give so frogs and I’ll tell the truth," Agatha held out her hand for the tiny creature.
Yet again, Aurora found the witches to be entertaining. "Shouldn’t you start off by asking if Vincent is alive? He is not dead."
"Good since we did not kill him. One mont we were making him a spy window and the next he had fallen unconscious. The scenes of everyone blaming us since we are witches flashed before my eyes. So, who was it?" Minerva was curious to know who would try to hurt Vincent.
"He fell unconscious because Artemis left this world. Now that is out of the way, we have a job for you. Can you tell about glamours?"
"Oh, tricky little things. We make them create an illusion with soone’s appearance. Nowadays people are just using them to pretend they are having sex with soone else. Has Vincent beco boring to you?" Minerva found that hard to believe.
So did Morgan. "He’s scary but I think he’s a good-looking man. Creatures with a wild side like a werewolf are always good in bed-"
"Can we please not discuss what others are using it for sexually?" The conversation was becoming odd for Aurora too fast. "It has nothing to do with what-"
"Maybe he wants her to change her appearance. This is quite juicy. Tell us, what woman does he want you to be?" Agatha for once stopped thinking about frogs. The second thing she loved in life was gossip. People would pay for that with frogs if they knew it was about Vincent.
"I don’t think that’s the case. She’s a beautiful woman. Why should she have to change her appearance," Morgan also didn’t believe that was the case. "Unless he had another woman on his mind."
"I apologize for this in advance," Aurora said right before making vines appear out of thin air to wrap around the witches.
"What the hell is this? Were you a witch all along?"
"She’s not," Minerva concluded after looking into Aurora’s eyes. "This wasn’t a spell. It’s amazing you can do sothing like this."
"You’re not as nice as you were before," Agatha said as she wiggled around trying to fight her way out of the vines.
"Is it really that noticeable when I have not said much? I honestly feel like I am acting the sa as the Aurora everyone t a while ago. There’s just been an increase in confidence. Anyway, the glamour has nothing to do with sex. I want to know more about it. Please explain," Aurora looked at Morgan.
Out of all three of them, she liked Morgan the most. Probably due to the fact, that her sisters underestimated Morgan at tis.
"It is very simple. We place a spell on let’s say a necklace and to everyone else around you, you will not look the sa. Your hair could change to red and be short but no need to worry, you’ll get back your long hair when you take off the glamour. It will be pretty pricey and we’ll need to go back to our store for a few things," Morgan explained. She liked being of use.
"Price won’t be an issue. Vincent will pay for it," Aurora had not told him that yet but she was positive he wouldn’t mind. She no longer had enough money to pay for the witch’s expensive services. "I will need two of them."
"About ti you start using that man. Who is the second glamour for?" Minerva asked out of curiosity.
"Vincent."
"He’s going to let us put a glamour on him?!" Morgan exclaid as it was odd. After her incident with him, Vincent threatened them to never place anything on him again. Now, he changed his mind? Was the world coming to an end? "You are special Aurora. I never thought this day would co."
"You talk as if we would let you be the one to do his glamour. Do you want us to get killed, Morgan?" Minerva rolled her eyes.
"You cannot even teleport us here without all the smoke. You should be lucky that the beast didn’t kill us for what you did!" Agatha jumped in for the fun of it.
"The two of you knew I wouldn’t be able to perform the spell Vincent wanted but pushed to do it as a joke then blad for what happened. I am sick of the two of you always picking on . The idiot who knows nothing about business and the frog fool!" Morgan yelled at her sisters.
She was tired of their judgnts and dismissing the fact she was trying to be a better witch. She wasn’t fortunate enough to have been personally taught spells from their mother nor had she tried black magic like the two. She was just a normal average witch capable of doing small things.
’How did this even get here? I just want the two glamours,’ Aurora thought. It was a good thing she and Vincent wouldn’t be needing them tonight.
She wanted to stop the witches from arguing but felt like the three of them needed to get their feelings heard. Specifically Morgan.
"Oh, poor Morgan who always needs to be comforted. Are you aware that we could have abandoned you for not being useful? I know a great deal about business-"
"Oh really? Who is the one that keeps picking bad locations, has no people skills, is rude, tries to scam people into paying more money, etc. Do you wish for to go on? I’ve got all the ti in the world to tell you about your mistakes sis," Morgan shoved Minerva.
"That is true, Minerva," Agatha agreed with Morgan.
"You have no room to talk!" Both Morgan and Minerva yelled at Agatha.
"Okay, this has gone on long enough," Aurora rubbed her temple to free her mind from the constant bickering. "I would love for the three of you to resolve your issue but I am a paying custor. Instead of taking jabs at each other please find a way to understand one another while you make my glamours."
"Sorry," Morgan apologized. She had completely forgotten they were in the presence of a custor which was weird considering they were tied up. "You can release us now."
"No arguing," Aurora said, then made the vines disappear. "I swear it was never this bad with my sister. I’m positive Regina and I rarely argue."
"Regina Hamilton. Why are you calling yourself her sister when the two of you aren’t related?" Minerva didn’t understand the logic.
"Don’t you call other witches not related to you, sisters?" Aurora replied.
"It’s a witch thing," the trio replied.
"We’ll be back as soon as we are done with the glamours. Morgan, take us away," Minerva said even though she had just been arguing with her sister about the smoke she created when they teleported.
"Siblings are weird," Aurora comnted.
"Yes," the trio agreed as the green smoke filled Aurora’s room again, and then they disappeared.
"Now, we wait." Aurora hoped with the witches outside of her sight they wouldn’t go back to arguing and be unable to get her the glamours as soon as possible.
She could only wait for them to return and wait for Regina to contact her once again. It was pointless for her to hire them to do the spying spell on Regina since she didn’t have Regina’s blood, hair, or anything else to make the spell efficient. She did not have any items belonging to Regina to do it either way.
"Waiting is so nerve-racking. At least I will be able to enjoy a bonfire," Aurora fell back against her bed. "What are you up to Regina?"
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