Chapter 41

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 A beautiful woman, long white hair cascading down her back, walks to the dias. Magic fairly sparks off of every inch of her skin. Many of the men can't take their eyes off of her, their eyes raking up and down her form.

"What is your name?" the Cat asks.

"I am Gothel of Avalon," the woman says.

"Avalon?" The Cat actually looks startled. "Morgana, do you know this witch?"

Morgana stands. "I know of her. She was an acolyte during the time I was in Arthur's court."

"And what say your people of her?" the Cat asks.

"Responsible. Rule abiding. Quiet. She held adequate power, but had very little confidence. Made her much less of a witch than she could have been."

Gothel's eyes sparked with anger, but she said nothing.

The Cat shrugs, then turns back to the petitioner. "Why have you petitioned this court?"

"Because a dangerous sorceress has escaped her prison and I need your help to get her back."

There are panicked noises from the crowd before the Cat bangs his gavel. As soon as they quiet down, the Cat turns to Gothel. "I think that you better start at the beginning."

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