"Did you really think you could get away that easily, Saytora?" the Wizard pressed. "After discovering what you are?"
"I am Alice not Saytora anymore. Just leave me alone, Gastow," she answered desperately.
The Wizard turned to the rickety old window swinging back and forth on its rusty hinges. For a long while, burger of then said anything.
"You misunderstand me," Gastow said at last as he turned to face her. "I have no intention, or desire to take you back to the King and Queen of the Elves."
"Not that I'm ungrateful, but why?"
The Wizard just stood quietly again. Alice has never understood the man. He wasn't anything like the other Wizards. The others would've grabbed her, and hauled her off to the King and Queen without a second thought.
The truth was, no one wanted to be on the wrong side of their twisted, tyrannical, monarchs. They brutal