The Boy And His Witch: Ep. 11

Evadna found Lord Albin waiting for her outside Bhare’s workshop. She stared at him in surprise.

“You’re upset,” he announced curiously.

She frowned at him, then marched in the opposite direction. Unperturbed, Lord Albin quickened his pace to match hers.

“What happened? Thought you’d be happy to have your old teacher back.”

“Have you met my old teacher?” she said, incredulously.

Lord Albin shrugged his shoulders. “She looked down her nose at me, grimaced, humphed, and said ‘you’ll do.’”

Her lips quirked up at one side. “That’s Mallory.”

“What did she say to upset you?”

Evadna shook her head. “It’s nothing. I’m not even sure why I feel this way. What did you want with me?”

“Why would I want anything with you?”

“You were waiting for me to leave. Now out with it. What did you want?”

“I have a bet to win, but I need your help to do it.”

Intrigued, Evadna looked over at him. “What’s the bet?”

“They think I can’t put an arrow through an apple on someone’s head at 40 paces.”

“Donovan and Fred?”

Lord Albin nodded.

“Have they seen you shoot?”


Evadna snorted. “They can’t have or there would’ve been no bet.”

“Regardless, a bet there is and one I will win.”

“What do you need me for?”

“I need you to be the one with the apple on your head.”


“Because everyone else is too chicken.”

A kindling look in her eye, Evadna stopped in her tracks. “I’ll do it.”

Smiling, Lord Albin gave her a hearty slap on the back. “I knew you would. Now change your clothes and meet us by the stables.”

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