1 Prologue: A broken hearted Witch and A love potion

"Excuse me. Is this the residence of the, 'Witch of the Lake'?"

The unlikely visitor caused the witch, Roze, to freeze just as she was opening the front door. She profusely hid her cheeks, tinted a shade of red, with her hair.

Standing at the door of Roze's shabby, office-dwelling-house was a covered entirely in robes.

"Yes, uh, this is indeed the house of the 'Good Witch of the Lake'…"

"While this is indeed sudden, I would like to make a request."

The man simply spoke his intentions in a tone accustomed to commanding others.

Even if the surrounding was dimly lit, the face peeking out of the robe is clear enough to make out.

Rose knew this guy.

His name is Harij Azm.