Chapter hundred eighteen

They were all bent, old hags, walking around, chattering to themselves, as they went about their chores.

Adrian and Theresa looked back, and they were beautiful maids again, smiling and laughing.

But in the mirror…

Then they both stepped back together.

“Don't make a noise.” Adrian said to Theresa, and she nodded slowly.

Hags were cunning and deceitful creatures. Everyone knew that. Nothing good could come out of them. They were jealous, conniving and dirty creatures always seeking to bring others down. Apparently, they had given themselves glamour.

They walked away from the mirror, and tried to find their way to the entrance door, walking casually, and pretending they weren't suspecting anything.

Some of the maids greeted them, and they greeted them with smiles.

Unfortunately, upon getting to the large double doors that would lead to the outside, they saw that they were barred and chained thoroughly.

It was evidence that something was terribly wrong. Adrian took the map from Ther