The butler stood in front of her with his black soulless looking eyes staring back into her green ones. It took Penny so ti to finally realize it was not here or anywhere that she knew that she had t this butler. She had t him during the ti of Valeria. It was during the ti both Damien and her were coming back from the slave establishnt when they ended up stuck in the middle of nowhere in the forest.
"You brought back," Penny whispered, her eyes couldn't look away as she gauged the butler who at first appeared to be simple appeared not to be simple at all. Damien was in his corrupted state and he had taken more than the required blood from her. What she had a.s.sud to be a dream was not a dream after all. She would have pegged that he had erased her mory but she rembered him faintly when they t again today.
It made her question who this butler was who was working for the Adams' family.
The butler looked away from her to look at a guest who was walking by the other side of the corridor and his eyes moved back to her.
Penny questioned if he was a different kind of witch-like the one she had t during the ti in the council's second examination. With the rituals and the leaking of the black magic, no one knew what kind of magic had co to reach the black witches.
She gulped softly before asking the butler, "Do you know my mother?"
"I have crossed paths with her but I haven't found the ti to chat with her," the butler replied to her question and he then said, "If you're wondering about so things, I will have to tell you I don't side with anyone."
She frowned hearing this, "You speak in riddles," she pointed out to the serious-looking butler.
"What I an to say is, I am not going to take part in the upcoming fight that is going to break soon. I am just a bystander. The book you're looking for, you should consider it lost but safe at the sa ti," said the butler to her. Penny's eyes widened. Was he speaking about the book of Garlic because that was the only book she had been looking for, "I believe it goes by the na of garlic for humans and the book of Verves to so of the white witches," he confird her doubts.
"How do you know about it?" she questioned him. If he was speaking about it, it ant he could read it too. Was he related to the white witches? No, it didn't seem like it.
"The book belongs to and holds sothing crucial which I wouldn't want it falling in wrong hands where there is no business. Your mother was carrying it," what was she doing with that and how did she get it? She then heard the butler say, "I did ntion I crossed paths with her."
Penny who had only read about the book being ntioned in the other books that were written by the white witch couldn't help but wonder what the book contained that her mother and now this man carrying it, "What do you an to do with the book? If you know about that book...you are aware of the other books too."
The butler gave her a nod, "I am but I don't care for so re little spells. The book that I have is not for you or any other creatures to look at. Did you learn all the spells from the book?" he asked her.
"Most of them," she replied. She was unsure of how this person knew so many things that many people weren't aware of.
"Lady Penelope, take in only things that you can handle. The last ti the book of spells fell into the hands of a person, the person got the spells engraved until the body couldn't keep up," advised the butler.
It seed that the butler was a mysterious man who claid to tell that he wasn't going to take part and not side with anyone. Before they could go back to the soiree that was being held, Penny's eyebrows furrowed and she said,
"I have sothing for you to read," she put her hand in the pocket of her dress to pull out an old parchnt that was torn to give it to show it to the butler, "Do you know what this is?" she questioned him. For soone who knew about the books and could read both the versions of the books, Penny couldn't help but ask him right now.
He gave a single glance at the parchnt and then replied it with, "This is a spell. Half of it."
"Might you know what the spell is about?" she asked him, her toes standing on the tips of her toes.
"Please wait here," the butler walked away to co back with a parchnt. He gave it to her, "I am not supposed to be telling this but the spell is used to bind the black magic. The spell won't work right now even though you might find traces of the black magic right now. Only when the magic is out in the open completely, then it can be cast. I hope this will co in use for you when the black magic which has been bound will make itself free."
"How are you sure it will happen?" Penny asked him. Taking the paper while reading the completed spell on it.
The butler appeared to be stoic, as he said, "If sothing exists it is for a reason and a purpose it exists. It is good to be prepared."
"You appear to know a lot of things. What are you doing here?" she questioned him.
"Serving my mistress," a small smile cracked upon his lips as he said this.
Penny rembered the first ti when she had been here how she had caught both Miss Belle and the butler in a compromising position.
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