Dead Water Marsh - outer woodland region.
The spar ended.
Under Han Dong's suggestion, they took a momentary boat ride away from the Witch Academy.
The conversation that was coming next will likely encompass certain sensitive matters about the two of them.
After a short walk along the suspended wooden planks and climbing up through twisting tree trunks, they reached the No. 89 Treehouse that belonged to Mia.
Compared to the witch's house, Mia's treehouse seemed rather rudimentary.
A vast array of witch-related paraphernalia lay amassed in the corner.
A wooden table, a mirror, a wooden stool, and a hammock hanging by the window.
"Sit?" Mia purposely offered Han Dong the only stool.
"I'm good standing."
Throughout the journey, they never had an ounce of idle chatter, reserving all conversations involving privacy matters for here.
"Oh...then wait for me a moment."