Kaiser

She looks up from her work, a small smile playing on her lips. "That depends on the curse, your majesty.

The witch looked up from the potion she was brewing, her eyes meeting his. She tilted her head slightly, a strand of hair falling over her face. "That depends. What kind of curse are we talking about?

Depends, what kind of curse are we talking about?" {♤The witch looked up from her work, her eyes meeting his. There was a flicker of curiosity in her gaze as she awaited his answer. Her voice was calm and steady, betraying no emotion. She had seen many curses in her time, and was intrigued by the possibility of a new one.}