Selma Payne's POV:
Tracy carefully examined me. Fortunately, I only suffered some superficial wounds that looked scary. There were no major problems.
My mother quickly gave Kara a list of items. From their soft and fragrant names, I would probably have to soak in a bottle of health care products for the next three months.
After treating my wound, I went to the town hall.
My father, my mother, the southern Duke, and Duke Frank were all there. There were also some unfamiliar faces standing to the side. Judging from their dark blue robes, they were from the Council of Elders.
The witch was firmly bound to a pillar engraved with spells. The werewolf grandmaster wrapped her with many layers of binding spells like wrapping ham to ensure she could not escape.
I noticed that the southern Duke's eyes seemed shocked and sad. Duke Frank also looked at the witch in disbelief and whispered something to the southern Duke.
