Six spells were cast by the sketchy sorceress and you would surmise this would either fend off the maiden’s seemingly foggy brain or hold a brand on her as a murderer. Life of a maiden was not pleasant in troubled times, but it was well known she could ply the bark off a tree with only her words. The body of her lover lay at the her feet but no matter how the magician tried, still could not force a confession out of the maiden.
The Bag Lady 
wonderful take on this weeks prompt Cheryl!
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What’s that they say about lovers scorned? Good job.
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