There's Always a Catch

I escorted the girl through the castle into the central courtroom. The room was darker than night. I heard a snap, suddenly the room was filled with light.

Candles lit up around the room. It was creepy as if it were right out of a horror story.

Within the center of the room sat The Dark One, the so called 'Witch of all Magic'. She sat on a chair, rather a throne that seemed to be molded from the floor itself. Sitting on her throne her legs were crossed, her body relaxed.

"Welcome to Castle Adormita Padure, what is it you require?"

"Good afternoon, are you the 'Witch of all Magics'?"

"That I am you may also know me as 'The Dark One', now how may I help you?"

"Well Dark One, there is this boy in the village-"

"Ah I see, speak no further, I have what you need."

With the twist of her hand a vial of red liquid appeared in her hand.

"Place a strand of your hair within the vial then have him drink and he will be yours."

"Thank you Dark One!"

She stepped forward, reaching out to take the vial.

"But there's a catch."