Chapter 103: Ability- Part 1

Both Penny and Damien sat on the ground, one who was holding the candle while the other looked at the candle holder. Damien was positive that Penelope wasn't a dormant witch, if she were she wouldn't have had the ability to change a black witch's potion to something clean as if the potion had never been harmless, to begin with. This only made him ponder more on her lineage. Even for his aunt, Lord Alexander's mother had no power like this. Many considered her to be a great witch of her time a few years ago due to the potential she held like none other white witches. Her death had been tragic and painful while most of them who were close had been painted with the news, there were some who rejoiced at another downfall of a white witch. 

"It feels warm," said Penny feeling the candle turn from cold to warm. 

"Didn't the glass feel warm too before the color changed?" enquired Damien for her to nod, "How do you feel right now? Tell me."