There was a sorceress in the capital.
Every wish made to her came true.
But her price was steep.
One life for one wish.
I went to her door.
In exchange for my life, I wanted every member of my husband’s family to die a wretched death.
The sorceress was so beautiful and ethereal she might have been an immortal.
Only the crimson dot between her brows carried a hint of menace.
She told me, “Go home and wait seven days.
In seven days, I promise you, not even a dog or chicken in his household will remain alive.”