The man needed to be free

Elliana looked at the woman in front of her that almost looked like Arizona but was so much different at the same time.

Her mother told her that they were only three sisters, and Arizona never had a child, then where did this girl come from? Or could it be that she was the child born out of wedlock that no one knew about?

Elliana looked at the dress this girl was wearing. It was the official white witch cloak, something similar to that of Arizona, but this was in blue and yellow while what Arizona wears is yellow and red.

She squinted her brows, trying to figure out what was going on.

Elliana pressed her lips into a thin line. She was already short of time, and as much as she didn't want to waste her time on this girl, she wanted to know the truth too.