witchdahliaâ:
âI donât care that I donât know, itâs that fact that youâre treating someone like that and then criticising someone else for treating you badly. Youâre a hypocrite.â The blonde was finding it increasingly harder to stay at a calm level. âSo you can say what you want but others canât? Looks like someone has some growing up to do.â She huffed our an angry breathe, fingers curling at her sides. âYouâre wrong, and anyways, that is none of your business. And are you serious? You say we need to band together and then you say that. You flip flop more than the shoe of the same name. You donât care about all of your sisters, you only care about a few of them.â
âI donât care what you think of me, you mean so little to me, youâre just a worst version of my sister. At least she has some class, youâre that witch who is always trying to punch above her weight with hierarchyâ she scoffed. âThats exactly correct, because Iâm a QUEEN, my BLOOD and BIRTHRIGHT allow me that, youâre a worker bee and will never go past that. Does Serafina have to remind you of that? Or is she really the one slipping in control and power?â she asked, tilting her head at her. âI care about the ones who arenât power thirsty lapdogs. If you were a true witch you wouldnât even dare to look me in the eye let alone back talkâ













