⼠â   The witch eyes the priest as he delicately took the cup of tea which still contained the heat, Valerie made sure the tea never got cold especially when her favorite guest was in her presence. âA bore I love entertaining myself with. Priests are boring but only a few who arenât, you know, the hypocrites who walk around and pretend theyâre so holy and preach the doâs and donâtâs when these kind of priests are foul and disgusting but thatâs another topic for another time. Iâm satisfied with just seeing your face, although weâre natural born enemies in a way. You just happen to be tolerable.â She shrugged.
âGood. You have nothing to worry about â now that youâve checked on my well being and finding me deep in my dark studies over tea would ease your mind in knowing Iâm not conjuring up dead souls to bring back to the living realm. So that means, we can bore each other as much as we want. However, your mind screams curiosity, Are you so eager to know the mystery I hide?â
     âHow many priests before me have you tried to use for your entertainment, have they been at that good at keeping you occupied?â A sip followed, a glance up at her with amusement building further. When they didnât dig deep into religion values, Mateo found himself unwinding and more at ease.Â
      âGood to know you arenât conjuring any, those might cause you some trouble just as much as it would cause me some.â He never thought of that before, and didnât want to think of it again, so he hoped Valerie didnât choose to mess around with that or they were going to have a hard time, both in personal relationship terms and that in the realm of the supernatural. âYouâre hard to figure out.âÂ