Chapter twenty one
Andreas arrived at the council just a few minutes late but enough to annoy the members.
Carl Smith, the most irritating member of the council, stood up as soon as Andreas walked in, "late as always" he frowned.
Andreas ignored him, he sat in his usual place, at the bottom, near Miss Margaret
"So let's start talking about the new Enchantress? Did she make any progress?" Helen, the woman who had to write down every matter in the council, stared at Andreas waiting for updates, carrying her usual black pen, ready to write down Andreas's reply.
"She's already very good at controlling her powers and somehow very promising, I believe she can go a long way." Andreas said.
"Really? I remember the first day she's arrived here, she barely could believe that magic existed."
Simon giggled, scribbling with his orange pen which matched his ginger hair.
"Simon, I've seen it myself. She has great capabilities." Miss Margaret intervened.