Glinda glared at the stranger that was still laughing at her ordeal, yuck that tea tasted like garbage. She looked at the cup on the table that was still very much filled with the disgusting tea.
"You are supposed to be familiar with this type of tea. You are a witch, remember?" She asked after almost laughing her guts out.
"I know about them but am not used to them." She said through gritted teeth. She eyed the food on the tray and her stomach growled, she licked her lips and made to take the tray but wondered if the food would also taste like shit.
"Don't worry, the food taste is better. That tea was to help you gain your strength since you were weak last night, I even thought you weren't going to make it." The stranger mused.
Glinda scoffed, "I'm no weakling human, I am the most powerful…."