«Just don’t touch me!»
«Don’t worry!» The witch took her hand away resentfully. «I came to collect old debts from the king, not from you.»
«Did the young King Serpin owe you a debt?»
«Actually, it wasn’t him who owed me, but his late father,» the witch confessed with embarrassment, «but I thought that since his son was doing well, I might as well remember the debt.»
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