Fait Accompli: An Unwilling Tutelage

[Sal]

Elke’s head twitched back and forth to look between the two women as they bickered as if watching a fast-paced sports match. Her mouth opened a few times as if to speak, or make a request, or perhaps a protest, but the opportune moment for her to get a word in edgewise never seemed to arrive.

Visible once again, Elke jolted. “Um,” she squeaked. “No, I…. Veohr?” Another wave of cold washed over her as she thought about the witch’s question.

”She”? Does she mean…?

Elke turned her head toward to Nevina. “Did you--?”