I should've killed those snakes.
I grumbled as I made my way back to my room, regretting my decision not to kill those snakes over and over again. If I could go back in time, I'd smash that statue into tiny little pieces before those snakes turned real and bit me.
At such a critical time, I was poisoned by two stupid snakes who were actually the so-called guardians of the black witches. I wonder how Violet will react to this.
The hallway was dark and empty, lit only by a few lanterns hung on the walls. The servants and maids were nowhere to be seen, having apparently returned to their respective rooms to end the long day. I, too, was dying to return to my room.
